Grigoriy

Grigoriy Youngest brother of Ivan Kaminsky. Fighter. Hot headed. Stern. Cocky. On the run from The Darkling and seeking Alina Starkov. As well as his brother Ivan. Tidemaker. One of the best on the map.

The idea of my brother having any kind of affection... I'll put herring in his kefta.

Disgusting.

If Ivan's face continues to be in a scowl, it's going to be that way permanently.

Love is an illusion.

I should make it rain in Kirigan's war room. For funsies.

Boring day.

All this love is disgusting.

I would never do such a thing.

Pffft. Ivan doesn't care. I'm having fun. He could never.

Oh, he's out howling at the moon right now. He's definitely drunk.

He's a bit drunk.

I kind of miss my grumpy brother.

But snow angels..

He is standing in the hallway outside of his room with the new recruits. Using his powers, he makes it snow, grinning wide. Oh, this is going to be a great afternoon.

My brother is mean. Pass it on.

"So grouchy, aren't we? I don't know, Ivan. I'm not technically a student. Also, stop frowning."

If you say so.

You have all the wrinkles from that permanent scowl of yours.

Don't tell him what I did with his medals.

Have you looked in the mirror lately?