Another shy laugh brought his attention out to sea and back. "I meant you and Mallory, not you and the food fiend. I'm sure some old Italian lady would snatch her up and feed her until she burst. We have some cousins here that might, at least."
The general rule of Italy was that if visiting people who lived there they would always offer food once you entered the home. One would be fed more from someone's house than in a restaurant, so Orion had always preferred the free food over some overpriced tourist trap. He knew their tricks; the same ones were used across Europe. This proved Rome in and of itself still held no appeal beyond the company he might be forced to keep. "You might be surprised by where my willingness is."
When the other doll stood up from its limped position, Orion jumped back, throwing the doll in his hand at it. "Dordi!"