[A garden for him... The idea that the Boss would even consider such a thing has Doppio blushing. So does the immediate reminder of how many times he nearly became roadkill over this particular habit, though he's reasonably sure it's a different kind of blush.]

Mmhmm. You know I don't remember. [Sardinia, he assumes the Boss means. Something occurs to him -] It's weird--

[And he knows he didn't mean to say it out loud, but after some hesitation, Doppio decides to just go for it. It... shouldn't be that bad, he hopes - but more importantly, he'd rather not scare the Boss again.]

It's weird... knowing, but not remembering. I don't mind! [That's true, he thinks. If it weren't, he wouldn't have been able to say it, or his stomach would be trying to compress itself again, or whatever.] It's just kind of... wild.

[... Apparently, that's all there is to that thought. Part of him was afraid there would be more; he's not sure what, exactly, that could have been.]

But... Maybe that's why I never really cared about that kind of thing? Staying in one place, I mean. It's not like it was something I was used to. So... I was happy just going wherever you needed me to go.

[His voice grows quieter as his hand apparently tries to burrow further into the Boss's hold.]

I'd still do it, if you asked me to.