"Is there something wrong there?" asked the woman in confusion. She had seen him look toward that direction numerous times, even while gorging down the rough breakfast she had given him.
"Not really …," he muttered slowly with a slight shortness of breath. Nonetheless, the odd expression he had on his face caused the woman to doubt his word.
The youth noticed that and flashed a beaming smile toward her. Fell continued resting on the couch while conversing with the friendly woman, and only after dozens of minutes passed that he found the strength to leave the comfort of the couch.
He rose to his feet, and began making his way through the reception hall with steady steps. Small shadows appeared from the corner of his visions, and the next moment, a group of toddlers flooded his surroundings.
"Young Uncle!"
"It's the Big Brother from last week."
