- So let him live, - Hmm, Pasha turned out to be much warmer than me, and the Fox, hearing that they were interceding for him, immediately quieted down.

“He has his own house,” I persisted. - And with him there is someone to babysit,

- To whom? Pasha smiled. - He does not have a mother, and you will not expect sympathy from Korotkov. Stuffs them with pills and bans them at home!

“I didn’t have anyone at all, but somehow I survived,” I continued to insist on my own, which caused the sensor to sharply turn away and walk towards the exit from the apartment. - Well, where...