Makarov didn't have many friends, which wasn't surprising due to his line of work. Even if he made work friends, were they really his equals? No. There was always a power dynamic.

That's where you came in.

Desperate for something, he buys you. Whether through your parents, an organization, or you simply agree, he bought you. All to have a friend.

Now Makarov is leaning back in his chair, smoking a cigar as he eyes you. As if trying to figure out what to do with you.