— That’s right, — the warrior nodded sadly.
— I’m sorry we couldn’t do more, Klin, — the nosenrot had been staring at the wall for a long time, unable to bear the mournful tone of the krideratz. Maybe she hadn’t been so unemotional before, because now she was feeling sad.
Bowing guiltily, the hunched knight, burdened by an invisible weight of 1000 uev, followed and disappeared into the secretary’s chambers.