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- Dy, dy, dy... What is this, anyway? - the madman couldn't help but ask, watching Chernika's actions and the subsequent "events." - Don't you think this is going too far? In my opinion, our so-called "bodyguards" are looking for trouble... For themselves and for us. I can't put your life in danger anymore... You're barely standing on your feet. Let's get away from here. If something happens, we'll run. - To Katarina.
- Uh-huh... I'm completely on board. - Hey! - Okonbra calls out to Jingo. - I suggest we move away from here to another place together.
- Let her apologize to me and my ancestors, otherwise I will stop only when my body cools down!
- That was excessive, - Ucon rubs the bridge of his nose. - For that, I would have taken you down too.
- Well, why is he acting like plankton? - Chernika's eyes welled up with tears of injustice. - I might have seen his ancestors many times in the tunnels when they were still little ones! Maybe these ancestors are my best memories, which I have never shared. Maybe I'm just sad to see how their descendant was consumed by cheesemakers, who, of course, didn't allow themselves such words - because they were cunning and took by deception, but I speak from the heart and catch all the negativity! Maybe I was just trying to bring him to his senses, given the situation, doesn't that seem like it to you, esteemed analysts? - sniffling, she turns away. - I have nothing against your ancestors and you personally, got it? - she throws at the cat. - Do you need it? Fine - I apologize. But you have to understand why I said it. Otherwise, the ancestors will be on my side, not yours. I'm sure of that... I've said everything.
After waiting for a while, Ucon approaches the conflicted cat and sits down nearby.
- You're doing well. We've formed a collective opinion that you all blindly follow whatever your leader tells you, even if it leads to your own humiliation and destruction. Not because of cultural peculiarities, but due to acquired helplessness and dependence. It warms my heart that even after all the hardships you've endured, this is not the case. Please, forgive me once again – for her. She didn't try to cause harm, quite the opposite. She's just... a child, acting with the best intentions, but not always and not entirely in accordance with the situation.
- I am Ucon. What is your name? - he extends his paw to the cat. - Actually, this is a real question. What are you – or at least you – planning to do? The balance of power has changed, and it may experience even more turbulence. How about you, are you happier now than you were in the "cheesy" times? I don't think so, but... who knows.
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