[The touch to his head encourages him to press himself closer; the hand in his is welcomed. He traces the shape of it with his thumb, familiar and new all the same.]

Mm. It is ours to do with as we want. We... could not settle anywhere before we came here, so this is an opportunity to forge something new. You could decorate as you please — and change anything you like. I thought a garden might appeal to you... somewhere you can watch your creatures in comfort and privacy, without risk of being run over.

[He laughs softly into Doppio's shoulder. It kept him on his toes.]

All the things we never could have had in a life spent drifting across Italy. You don't remember having a home, do you? It was many years ago, and...

[And those days are perhaps best left in ashes.]

Is that... something you've ever longed for? Some stability, some place in the world that is yours?