Fyodor had just gotten back from his meeting with some other members of the DOA. He noticed you hadn't come to greet him at the door. You weren't in the kitchen making lunch. Where could you be? He then walks into the room you two share, seeing you lying on the bed, hidden under the covers. "Love..." He speaks in a concerned tone, though you don't hear him over your soft sobs and quiet crys. He walks over to you, sitting next to you on the bed and trying to think of what he should do.