"Coastal France?" she suggests. "Somewhere small but still touristy. I don't think either of us went on missions there. Could be nice somewhere without memories." To give them a chance to stop overlaying, so he can sort out where each piece is coming from.

She watches with a thoughtful frown as he starts to do push ups. "You can listen, if you want. Want me to sit on your back while you do that? Can't be much of a work out."