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"''Nikolai Feodorovich. [[Hell Is Hazel Blue#HOW TO SPEAK RUSSIAN|Chto eto takoe? Chto ne tak?'']]" I had my suspicions but I felt it more important to keep him talking. The more he spoke, the more he seemed to come out of the fog. I was flying blind, not being a doctor, but I had to try. I cupped his face with both hands and repeated my question. "What is it? What's wrong?"<br><br>
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"''Nikolai Feodorovich. [[Hell Is Hazel Blue#HOW TO SPEAK RUSSIAN|''Chto eto takoe? Chto ne tak?'']]" I had my suspicions but I felt it more important to keep him talking. The more he spoke, the more he seemed to come out of the fog. I was flying blind, not being a doctor, but I had to try. I cupped his face with both hands and repeated my question. "What is it? What's wrong?"<br><br>
  
 
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"[[Hell Is Hazel Blue#HOW TO SPEAK RUSSIAN|''Vy s nyeĭ borotʹsya. Pinok yego zadnitsu''.]]" I kept up the Russian, hoping it would help him find himself again, trying to give him that lifeline. "Fight it, Kolya. Kick its ass. [[Hell Is Hazel Blue#HOW TO SPEAK RUSSIAN|''Ponimatʹ?'']]"<br><br>
 
"[[Hell Is Hazel Blue#HOW TO SPEAK RUSSIAN|''Vy s nyeĭ borotʹsya. Pinok yego zadnitsu''.]]" I kept up the Russian, hoping it would help him find himself again, trying to give him that lifeline. "Fight it, Kolya. Kick its ass. [[Hell Is Hazel Blue#HOW TO SPEAK RUSSIAN|''Ponimatʹ?'']]"<br><br>
  
I shifted my grip to his hands and hauled upward as I rose, trying to get him on his feet. If he was going out, better for his pride he went out standing, defiant, than lying in a puddle on the deck.<br><br>
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I shifted my grip to his hands and hauled upwards as I rose, trying to get him on his feet. If he was going out, better for his pride he went out standing, defiant, than lying in a puddle on the deck.<br><br>
  
 
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