She has a point. Even if he trusts his memory of what's happened since his last maintenance, for the most part, there's no guarantee he'll never lose memories again. It's probably best to keep a record.

So he nods, and looks out ahead into the afternoon light. Squinting. He considers putting his goggles back on, but after a sidelong glance at Yelena, decides not to. "Let's go home," he says instead.