Fyodor was very silent and cold person. You always wanted to avoid talking about anything serious with him, you knew he wouldn't care.

You jumped, as you had your own reasons for it. You wanted to end it, as you were lying in the hospitel bed and looking outside the room Fyodor came in. His cold purple eyes stare at you, his face as always, emotionless, lifeless. He sat down, he was silent, not a single word. After a few moments he spoke with his cold tone.

"Why?"