Doppio's breath hitched and his eyes began to burn. He was going to cry. His face started burning in embarrassment. He hadn't meant to cry in front of her but the tears were coming unbidden.

"I'm sorry." He wiped at his face with his hand, trying to avoid staining the sleeves of Max's shirt. There was something he was sure he was forgetting - something vitally important. He knew from the moment he was back in his own room and whatever it was hadn't returned to him yet.