“Not a chance.” Duo is sure on that, at least. Trowa is still lucky he hasn’t tried to gut punch him over that time he blew Deathscythe apart while under cover, but that’s a subject for another day and time he thinks.

“I know he is.” Well there’s one way to a gundam pilot’s heart, and that’s always going to be complimenting his gundam. Duo will always be pleased to let someone hang around who wants to do that.

For his part.. Duo’s reached the cockpit hatch, deftly popping the latch the manually activate, happy enough when it opens within the protective shell of the gundam’s folded wings, swinging inside as the screens blink to life.

“Ok… nothings too shaken up so far…”