“Rasp rested his manipulators on his sides, critically examined Def and said thoughtfully: “Four thousand three hundred and nineteen years, six months and two days according to local chronology.” It's horrible. In addition, I rounded down, discarding hours and minutes and seconds. Def didn’t understand, he was stupid. Especially in comparison with Rasp, who easily handled numbers, instantly made complex calculations and knew how to draw conclusions depending on the results...”