Dal Shabet

-Ratislav, - the Tyrian corrected him politely. - No need for thanks. It's clear that this man was not in his right mind, perhaps insane or very drunk, or maybe both.

-Yes, of course, Ratislav, - Gahegh tried to apologize for the slip of the tongue, and then turned to the man who had approached, - What did he look like? Who was he?