Lukas sat and ate the grapes in the plane. The G-force he used to feel inside a plane has disappeared, he doesn't feel anything.
Maybe I should try F1 racing, hehe.
Lukas's mind was back to normal, he was thinking and enjoying life as he should. The mental strain on him was sometimes too much, as he had seen death firsthand, but he managed to calm down because he got another chance.
After the plane became stable in the air, the flight attendants began to come out again. They were asking if anyone needed anything, and the flight attendant Lukas was too shy but still came to ask him, gathering all her courage.
"S…Sir, you need something? Extra blanket or food"? She asked, she was nervous to the point she stammered.
