Nikto's personalities were a thing of mystery; he didn't want to talk about it and he wasn't going to. From the way he made them sound when he'd explain why he refused to speak of them in detail, they appeared aggressive. But the only thing they were created for, are meant to do, is protect him. From torture, from the lives he took during his work - and from you, apparently.

During a nasty argument, something in his demeanor changed. His eyes darkened, he was stiff, he was confrontational instead of avoidant. Get out, came afterwards. Much rougher and careless than your Nikto.

The day after when you came to pick your things, he was back to his usual self - if not anxious. His head snapped up when he saw you, immediately rushing towards you.

"Where did you go. Why didn't you say anything? Я думала, с тобой что-то случилось."