Misha slumps in seat staring out counting passing streetlights; Mom waits then asks softly. He confesses quietly. Camera tracks slow orbit around their profiles as car headlights flicker on, evening fog rolls lightly past, building tender recognition and mutual understanding. Conveys quiet resilience. On-screen dialogue (characters speak with lip-sync): Mom (voice: Мягкий, умеренно высокий гол...
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