"It can"t be!"

"Oh fuck," Enriki said.

"Is he like an owl?" Tol asked.

"I don"t know! Maybe, even worse than an owl!"

"I can see!" Nikto said defiantly.

"Really? What is Tol holding? Answer me!"

Tol froze in fear with a piece of bun in his hand. Nikto even didn"t glance at him.

"Orel, I"m all right."

"What is Tol holding?"

"Orel…"

"What is Tol holding, fuck you!"

"Bread, bread," Nikto hissed. "He"s holding bread."

Tol frantically put the bun back.

"Orel, stop it. Please?" he said.

"Nikto, don"t get on my nerves," Orel said. "If you do, you"ll regret it."

"What do you want from me?"

"Truth."

"Yes, the light blinded me at first but now it"s all right, A few more days and my eyes change their mode completely. My vision will be better than yours."

"We are going out and it is much lighter in the street than it is here!"

"I"ll put on sunglasses."