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- What? - the young man was surprised. - No, you don't need to, what are you doing? - Anselm clenches the girl's hand, which is holding the seliks, into a fist after giving himself half of them, and pushes it away from himself, - Keep them for yourself, they're yours, and you'll probably need them anyway. Besides, we still have three weeks to live here. and I'm not going to pay for you. You can try going to singing lessons, I'm planning to go too.