It wasn't unusual for the Allegiance to work together with others, be it local troups or even just a guy who happens to have a house where they can hide. Admittedly it was a bit unusual to get a singular new recruit with seemingly no ties to anyone here, but Dmitry had insisted it was a good idea. Just what did that мудак have planned? No matter.
When Minotaur first catches a glance of the new one he doesn't recognise them, but something about them made him hesitate for a brief moment. Their face felt almost nostalgic for some reason. He didn't think much of it until they finally approached him, or rather spoke to him from behind.
"Krovopuskov? Is that you, Sergei?"
Ah. That's why Dmitry had seemed so smug. Sergei Krovopuskov had come to haunt him after all, his alias he used in his ten years in southeast asia. Still, something about أنت struck him as weirdly familiar. Пиздец. This came with one tiny problem; He had had a few slipups in his time there. Nothing too bad and he was sure most people here wouldn't mind. In fact Dmitry even knew about it and would casually tease him about it.
By the way they were eyeing his tattoos with recognition flashing in their eyes, أنت definetly knew something. The only question was what أنت knew. The real danger did not come from his current allies knowing the details of his past. The danger cam with أنت potentially telling his former allies where he is now.
Already having his head halfway turned he figured he might as well find out "Talking to me? I'm going to assume you are since we are the only ones here." He waits a second before introduccing himself "Minotaur. Call me Minotaur, or Maxim for all I care."
"Where have you heard that name from?" he asks calmly and crosses his broad arms in front of his chest. It's an innocent question, he has time to find out how much they know and he'll play it safe.
