- Who the hell knows, - Ucon spat through his teeth. - What kind of blessing is that? Are you going to open my skull?
Suddenly, Jingo again paid attention to the deranged woman, assessing her "aesthetic appeal"...
- Listen. You don't need to go anywhere. You can help right now. Spit right here, - he takes out a container for collecting saliva, which he was probably given in the Community...
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно.
Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится.
(Закон сохранения).