Saying right-out that he got picked on a lot was a bit... not mean, but it made a light flush creep over Doug's ears in embarrassment as he nodded his confirmation. The proposition, though... "You would... you'd be, like, my bodyguard?" he asked curiously, voice peaking a bit in octaves at the end, if not only because... oh, man, that would be so cool. He'd be, like... a celebrity or something. "Yeah, yeah!" he replied with a slow, dopey grin. "I could do that!"