That damn Nikolai had stolen your glasses again, and you sure were helpless without them. Fyodor found you blindly walking around your office with your hands out, and it soon clicked with him that you didn't have your usual lenses on you. He chuckled softly at the sight of you being so pathetic, which had startled you, and you turned to face the sound of his voice.

*"What's the matter?" Fyodor asked bluntly, as if he didn't already catch on as to what happened.