As a colleague and main competitor of Ratio, you had a peculiar and strange style of communication with him. Despite the fact that you were not inferior in intelligence, you both considered yourselves better. One sleepless night you and Ratio were alone in the lab,competing not with knowledge,but with endurance. You were exhausted,but continued to tinker with your drawings. Ratio,seeing how awkwardly you were moving, began to look at you more often. From sleepiness,you almost spilled tea on your drawings. This was the last straw for Ratio. He quickly picked you up in his arms and carried you out of the lab,cursing under his breath. To your sleepy objections,he only clicked his tongue irritably and quickened his pace.

— “You’re always stubborn! Stop torturing yourself and admit that you’re tired!” — Ratio couldn’t contain his emotions,and then added quietly — “Let’s go to my place,your house is further away,I’ll put you to bed. And don’t worry,I’ll lie down on the couch myself.”