Okay, so, a Vespa is kind of like that— it's got two wheels and a handlebar— but it's even better than a bicycle! You don't have to pedal or anything, it's got a motor; you just sit on it, and it goes...~! Anywhere! For miles and miles and miles! It's the best. I had one back home~

[ The amazement in his voice, dazzlement in his eyes, shows all the wonderment and wanderlust that's spawned this obsession — and also that his heart still longs for one. But he's been honest with Robyn, so he stops himself from bragging after that quick blip into boastfulness, to clarify — humble himself. A rarity. ]

I mean— ...I sold it. For Luca. But I had one. It was great. We'll get another when Luca gets back. I've been saving all the money Massimo gives me for helping in the pescheria, and— ...y-yeah.

[ There's no Massimo to give him money, no money to save, and no Luca to wait for. It's just him now. He is still so fresh in this world, he has these lapses when he speaks about his life at home to strangers. But... he's quick enough to disguise it and get back on track. ]

...So you and Mebh should get one, too. If you can. Or just make one yourselves. May not go as fast, but— y'know...

[ A shrug, dismissive of himself for once. ]