God of Death

"Well, not sure I’ll be of any help but feel free to make yourself at home." Trowa takes a moment to really lot at Duo. After everything they’d been through he couldn’t help but wonder how Duo was fairing. Sure, he seemed to be just fine but he couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something else going on. He picks up the game controller and hands it to Duo. "Wanna give it a try? I’ll teach you how to play."

The stare has Duo fidgeting. Heero and Trowa had an uncanny sense of knowing what's wrong with people. To add on top of that, they weren't afraid to express their thoughts. Most of the time they were on the spot, which made Duo uneasy to the examined look. His cobalt blue eyes look down upon the controller prior to snagging it from Trowa's grasp. "Sure, I'll give it a whirl! I haven't played much video games. Try not to laugh at my naivete."

Trowa pauses his game and glances over his shoulder. “I am capable of taking a break every now and then.” He replies with a light smile. “That’s what you’re supposed to do during your vacation right?” Trowa places the controller aside and turns to face Duo. “Just decided to drop by?”

The reply has Duo reeling. He never expected Trowa to be so nonchalant about being away from the war. Maybe he was the only one experiencing the withdrawals. Of course, his expression doesn't reveal all of that; instead, he smiles and plops down next to Trowa. "I was dying of boredom. Had to visit someone. You're the closest one I knew of. 'Sides, doubt Heero would appreciate me dropping by."