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Whether it was Kamistella's imagination or not, even in its diminished state, the true scale of the artist's brush possessed impressive dimensions.
"Oh, you know about Bruno and the aliens?" Kamistella perked up, much to Faineant's dismay. "You're a man of culture! I mean your breadth of knowledge, not culture in its usual sense. And what do you think: is the world better with aliens or without them? With the influence of external gods or alone with its own problems? Maybe you've even met aliens?"
Unfortunately, the point of interest was found, but not where the artist expected it to be. Kamistella was carried away.