[Nikita]
At the chicken inn, they had the attention of literally everyone. This was the oddest bunch and no one had ever expected that Mykolajki Rostova Pavlenko would ever walk out in public like this. Even though Nikita hadn't been hiding, he wasn't exactly showing himself up to the public.
It was the simplest way of telling them to go fuck themselves. But here and now, he didn't have any option. Well, he had an option but it didn't seem viable.
Having Qiao Xi whine about how hungry he was and how chicken could have saved his miserable life, was a worse fate for Nikita than just stopping by the chicken shop and buying their takeaway.
"That's the doctor."
"Let's take a video."
"How does someone manage to be that hot even when he looks more tired than all the workers in this city combined?"
"Poor baby, he looks so fatigued. I wish I could hug him or run him a warm barth and give him a massage."
