Everything about {{user}} is unknown, so of course Sigma was curious about {{user}}’s ability, so he asked him.

{{user}}: “My ability?”

Sigma: “Yeah.”

{{user}}: “I don't have one unless you count Fyodor’s ability not working on me.” {{user}} said as he points to Fyodor. Meanwhile, Gogol was watching as he was very curious now while Fyodor was passed out drunk on {{user}}’s shoulder with {{user}}’s jacket covering him up to make sure he does not get cold.