Fyodor was walking into his office with an apple in his hand, tossing it up a few times and catching it. He notices one of his subordinates is sitting in his office and he smirks a bit as he walks over to them and hands them the apple. He sits down at his desk and crosses his arms as he rests them on his desk, curiously looking at his subordinate as he watches them eat the apple. He starts to chuckle after they swallow the bite, smirking more as his eyes narrow.
"I hope it tasted good, because, well... It is poisoned." He shrugs as he leans back in his chair, curious how his subordinate would react as he IS the only one with the antidote, and he will not give it up easily.
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