I don't remember, [he repeats, and this time he sounds even more like he wants to sink into the floor.] I-I think it was a Monday.
[He knows he hasn't been doing as well when it comes to keeping his days straight without the Boss, but perhaps he hadn't realised just how bad it was until now. It's not surprising, looking at how they'd always operated - no matter where Doppio found himself, a call would inevitably follow, and before long he'd be brought back up to speed - but it sure doesn't help him feel any better. What, so he can't even function without somebody keeping track of the calendar for him, keeping track of whatever the hell he gets up to when he doesn't know?
His heart may not be beating, but the pressure in his chest persists. The headache, luckily, has dulled down, but he can still feel it pulsing softly. The idea that somebody could be impersonating him is... It would be absurd, in any other circumstances, but now that the Boss is here, he has a point - they do have enemies. It isn't impossible.
... Wait a second.]
I... I don't know who it is. I really don't have a clue. But... Boss, this isn't the first time. There is some other pink guy - [another wince, another stab to the side of his head; he presses a hand to it] - a-attacking people out there.
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[He knows he hasn't been doing as well when it comes to keeping his days straight without the Boss, but perhaps he hadn't realised just how bad it was until now. It's not surprising, looking at how they'd always operated - no matter where Doppio found himself, a call would inevitably follow, and before long he'd be brought back up to speed - but it sure doesn't help him feel any better. What, so he can't even function without somebody keeping track of the calendar for him, keeping track of whatever the hell he gets up to when he doesn't know?
His heart may not be beating, but the pressure in his chest persists. The headache, luckily, has dulled down, but he can still feel it pulsing softly. The idea that somebody could be impersonating him is... It would be absurd, in any other circumstances, but now that the Boss is here, he has a point - they do have enemies. It isn't impossible.
... Wait a second.]
I... I don't know who it is. I really don't have a clue. But... Boss, this isn't the first time. There is some other pink guy - [another wince, another stab to the side of his head; he presses a hand to it] - a-attacking people out there.