You're sad, - I hear his thoughtful conclusion in the back. - Will you share?

I put the mug next to him, and I myself go for sweets, slowly answering the question.

Nothing but sweets. So if you're used to something else, then...

And Korneev looks at me, as if I had begun to prove to him that monkeys fly. At first with caution, which is replaced by surprise, and then turns into laughter. She reaches out and picks up a bag of lemon curds.

My favorites, by the way.

I tear from my heart.

- I'm not used to anything else, Natalie. Drink tea and stop seeing me as...