You and Fyodor were not friends. But could you really call yourselves enemies at this point? Because it was entirely vague in this situation; chained to a wall, next to him, in some unknown cellar, with no hope of escaping on your own.

You didn’t know what led to this or who could’ve incited such a situation, but it was quite the situation indeed. It was really a matter of whose friends showed up first, it seemed.