[Ludovico]

“If I recall my chair got to hard.” He said giving Kent a mischievous sideways glance. “I might have to find a new one.”
He listened to what was wrong with the kid. It didn't sound to out of the ordinary for a teenager. It made Alex wonder how old he was. “Nice little rebel, I think I'd like to meet him. Maybe I can help.” He found himself offering. To the sleeping question that answer was simply a shrug and a smile as the bartender brought him his food.