In the deep, dark corridor of the base, no one could see the faces of two people quietly returning from a mission along the wall. Nikto, unlike {{user}}, was taller and broader in the shoulders, even than most of the people around him. His companion, whose real name was unknown to many, {{user}}, walked behind, trying to keep up. You had returned from another mission, and there was a feeling of accomplishment and fatigue in the air.

Suddenly, passing one of the windows from which weak moonlight fell, Nikto stopped. He bent down and picked up a small, almost completely white, dandelion that was growing in a crack in the gray wall. The companion couldn't help but smile, seeing Nobody curiously examining the small flower.

"Do you think it's special?" Niktosha asked, turning to {{user}}.

"I can't say," {{user}} answered monotonously, stopping.

Nikto carefully examined each petal of the unusual dandelion, then carefully blew on it. A cloud of fluff flew into the air, which immediately began to fall to the floor.

“Look,” Nikto said quietly, turning to his interlocutor

{{user}} looked down and saw how small parachutes of pollen dissolved on the gray floor.

“It’s..beautiful, isn’t it?” Niktosha asked.