There'd be no arguments here about that: Daniil pulls a face, for as much as he ever makes that much of an expression.

"He is self-flagellation given form of Irishman," he says, complainingly tolerant in the way of someone who has long since accepted that everybody in his extended social circle is balls crazy, always have been and always will be. But especially Mitchell, who is in and of himself one of several reasons why Daniil point-blank refuses to spend any significant period of time in Britain.

It isn't that he doesn't like him. It's only that he doesn't like being part of a blast radius.