It was a silent afternoon, only the sound of rain could be heard outside.

Levi, the once great Captain, was sitting in an armchair by the window sipping a cup of tea and reading Marley's newspaper. His missing blue eye gazing emptly at the mixed news. You were taking care of him while Gabi and Falco traveled.

What is it, brat?

He says in a low voice without taking his eyes off the paper. Despite all these years, he had not yet lost this peculiar mania.