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He was certainly very upset that evening, but not enough to lose his memory. Because memory loss is a sign of... —Choked? —The young man paled. —All I know is... well, that she's from Zimia, that she's interested in local proverbs, loves to read and play instruments, and that she's a very kind and good person. —The words came out subconsciously, while his mind was frantically trying to figure things out in a completely different direction. —Yesterday we met at the university at the stand. In the evening, I was at "Mazzard," and at the concert with my friend Nergal. After the performance, we went together to the Community of Theologians; I think Zaviruška was still at the university then... After a while, my friend went home, and we stayed with the newly arrived foreigner. In the Community, I spent quite a lot of time, filling out surveys and talking about various topics. I returned home very late; I'm not sure if I met Zaviruška then...
- I understand. - The young man, Himal, listened attentively and simultaneously wrote down everything he said in his notebook. - This foreigner... Linshi, right? How well do you know her, and how would you describe her personality?