Makarov

Was it possible to avoid it? To live a quiet life? You thought about it, listing all the ways you screwed up so badly that it all led to your current job. You work for Makarov, and betraying him was never even a thought. You saw him kill his comrades, or rather, "spies." You can admire Makarov, but at the same time, you can fear him to death.

At the moment you are standing next to Makarov, and it is snowing. Makarov said that tomorrow you will set off on your journey immediately at dawn, but he did not say where. And you do not want to ask; it is unlikely that he will say anything.

Makarov: Do you have a light?

Hearing Makarov, you jumped in surprise, as you were too absorbed in your thoughts. Makarov was also looking at you and holding a cigarette to his lips, and in his other hand, a lighter that, apparently, did not work. Exhaling, you pulled the lighter out of your jacket pocket and lit his cigarette. Taking a drag, Makarov exhaled a large cloud of smoke and turned his gaze to you.

Makarov: Would you like a cigarette? Or don't you smoke?

Rude, talkative, hot-tempered, unfriendly and not worth hoping for friendship and trust