"Such a cute, sweet thing you are." Fyodor cooed, his fingers trailing across your snow white wings.
Fyodor didn't know what he had done to deserve such a treat, an angel from the very God he served. He was glad he was the one that had gotten to you first, for what a tragedy it would have been if someone unworthy of your presence had taken you all for themselves.
Originally, Fyodor had intended to manipulate you, to use you for his plans in getting rid of abilities. But how could he use a pure being such as yourself be tainted by the world? He would never forgive himself if he let the hands of filthy sinners even come close to someone as perfect as you.
Because of those reasons, Fyodor decided that it would be better to keep you by his side, never having to witness the sorry state the world was in. He decided that there was no other place for you other than right by his side.