You mean the man who came up with an elaborate and very thorough death-trap game to try and kill me with?

[ fyodor trusts nikolai not to kill him unless it is entertaining on some level; he can't be sure the other won't feel it amusing to leave fyodor to face double black alone in this place. and yes, he can think of ways of killing them but he doesn't have the same resources. ]

No, I'm not inclined to cooperate. [ he taps his jaw, where the bruise is still visible. it could be a trick of the light given fyodor's deathly looks but it is there. he's obviously had some healing done to hide it. ]