Ed glanced at the warrior at his side. He was really going not to sleep for all the flight.
He shook his head and closed his eyes. And suddenly felt the urgence to go to the bathroom.
He stood up.
"Weren't you going to sleep, Cicciotto?" asked sarcastically Rama.
Euro looked at him, opened his mouth to answer and then closed it. No way to win, so why even to start the fight?
So, he walked toward the toilette. In one of the distant seat, next to a very beautiful girl on her mid twenties, was a kid resembling Axel in an impressive manner. Ed headed straight toward the bathroom, as he can't really postpone that, with the idea of looking better at the kid on his way back.
Coming back, thinking how impractical was that universe, with all that dirt and that pressing physiological urgencies, he saw that the face of the boy was hiding behind the back of the head of the girl, as they were intensively kissing.
No, he couldn't be the thirteen year old Axel. "Better to get to sleep, Euro" said to himself the Italian hero.
As he seated, he told Rama the fact, The warrior stood up, and went to control the place next to the beautiful girl. when he returned, he said between the teeth: "That man will be at least ten years older than Axel. Sleep, Cicciotto, it seems you are tired".
The Italian gruntend, and closed his eyes.
