Lukas looked at the scared man, he felt something wasn't right, but he played along,
"Well, I must say it is good to meet you Mr. Baranov. I hope we can help each other out after this... incident. But right now greetings must be cast aside."
Lukas looked around the growing party, and decided it was time for action, he approached the young American named Cyrus on the ground, offered his hand, and said in horrible English:
"Up, friends we are, I Lukas. Speak Russian?"
Lukas was wondering at this point whether the Soviets would put the bullets in his head, or his fellow prisoners.