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"I didn't make any deals; I just thought that if you two kept looking so gloomy, someone with a bachelor's degree in psychology might draw some unpleasant conclusions about Carneol, so just drop it with your paranoia)," Erephir thought to herself.
"That's what I hoped to hear," she said, clearly referring to the last sentence. "But we'll see what happens. Evening is the wisest time of day..."
"Oh yes, I don't know how much you care about this right now, but Martin, Christoph's father, and the owner of Pam-Param, is a tough nut to crack; I've done a little digging. In some ways, he's similar to me in his way of thinking – an optimistic warrior who understands that you can expect bad things from the future and therefore meets everything with a smile; the future almost always turns out to be much better than his worst predictions. I don't think he's in any direct danger, but Christoph's wallet might get considerably lighter. I don't know how to save him from this unenviable experience, given the circumstances... Guys don't think straight when they're in love, unfortunately."
"Maybe Raphael was in love with Metarm too."
"Okay, I need to run a marathon today, so... See you at the night watch."