an even-even nucleus

“Well, at the very least, I'm sure we're known as stabbers and gorers?” Magar thought better of answering.

We took a clinical approach to resolving conflicts.

“Tiles ... tiles ... splashback,” he burbled, trying to make himself heard over the crunching of diazepam tablets. Boris shrugged, not bothering to talk in meaningful sentences or even attempting to conceal the fact that he didn’t really give a toss.