[Prefect accepts a glass from the Pavi, but he doesn't actually drink it, listening intently to the story instead. As Pavi concludes it with his question, Prefect frowns and shakes his head.]

No, Comrade. I think if I was in your place then I wouldn't want to have any more surgery either.

[He frowns a little deeper, leaning forward slightly.]

But, if he wants you to be happy with your looks, why won't he give you the mask? Why is he making you have surgery for it?