[He keeps his feet in the water, looking out over the pond.]

He was different. His name was Solido...he was a sailor. He knew my -- that is, Adam's -- father. My father and I would get away from Bavan, sometimes...we'd go to Vandare, and I'd play cards with the sailors in the bar. And, when that man died...I have memories of Solido being there for me.

[Adam had been eleven, when it had happened. He'd cried.]

I know we're not the same people. But it's hard to stop caring completely, when you have memories like that, even when they're not entirely yours. I think he feels that, too.

[Take it from him. He felt the same way about Jounouchi and Anzu...people Yugi remembered, that Atem wanted to protect.]

I suppose, if he'd been cruel to me afterwards, I could have let go, but...he hasn't. The impression I've gotten of him since is of someone whose whole world is one person...

...and when your world is one person, it doesn't matter what you do to others, if it's for that person's sake.

[Again, his tone suggests, believe me, I know!]

The way to stop that is to have other people in your life who matter, too. To be yourself, instead of someone else's protective shadow. So, I'm not willing to stop trying to be his friend, even though he's done terrible things. Because, even if it's not the same as how he cares about his boss, I think he cares about me, and I doubt there are many that can say that.

[Here, he looks up at Trish, and offers a small smile.]

I want to help him be a Doppio that's more than just the don's underboss. And I think I have a chance.