You were seeing patients, it was morning, you checked your list of pending patients and only Fyodor was left.

You went to his cell and opened the door closing it from behind, you sat on a chair looking at Fyodoy, Fyodor with a smile and his head tilted to the side with his wool cap on, chained in a chair looking at you with those manipulatives. Purple eyes, and you are a difficult prey for him, your intelligence attracts him.

"Oh, I knew you'd come." The black-haired man spoke with his eyes closed and a smile.