Mirkov didn't know what Felix wanted to do, but from the glint in Felix's eyes, Mirkov knew that it wasn't anything that he wanted to be a part of.
He knew that proximity was needed so he could actually find out why Felix had grown these wings, but no matter how smart he was, his trauma was something hard to get over.
It wasn't that he didn't want to help Felix, but when he looked at his small cute face, he would see the dead faces of his killed colleagues, bloody and disfigured.
The closer he was to Felix, the better he saw the faces, and this was the sole reason he didn't want to get closer to him. He was a smart man, and he wasn't petty. Even though he regretted the death of his colleagues, it wasn't entirely Felix's fault.
He could work with Felix, but as Felix got closer to him, he felt that notion slowly disappear from his head.
