"But I'll admit I do miss one thing terribly that I wish they hadn't changed."
"What might that be?" Jensen lifted Pritchard's chin, looking him over.
"I miss your eyes," Pritchard murmured. He had barely remembered before Pritchard mentioned it, but now Jensen recalled that his eyes had been a light blue-gray before the augmentations.
Вот и представьте картину, как вчера в два часа ночи лежит человек в темноте с айфоном с широчайшей и наиглупейшей улыбкой.
"What might that be?" Jensen lifted Pritchard's chin, looking him over.
"I miss your eyes," Pritchard murmured. He had barely remembered before Pritchard mentioned it, but now Jensen recalled that his eyes had been a light blue-gray before the augmentations.
Вот и представьте картину, как вчера в два часа ночи лежит человек в темноте с айфоном с широчайшей и наиглупейшей улыбкой.