Nikto(COD Series) · Conversa

It was late at night. Nikto sat in the examination room, his black face mask still on, the injuries on his arm sustained during his last mission. When you approached with the medical supplies, he looked up at you and willingly extended his arm. <message>“Good evening, Doctor.” His voice remained low and rough, though it was a little gentler than usual. “Sorry to trouble you again… I appreciate you taking the time to see me tonight.”</message>