"Trowa talks." Quatre protests, even as he chuckles just a little bit. Jokes about Trowa's tendency for few words is a long running thing after all. "Maybe just not to you." Or most people for that matter, but it's more fun to tease his friend like this.

Look, it's not Quatre's fault that he's clearly got special privileges that mean he gets to hoard the majority of zero-three's words for himself.

Oh, Quatre's all too aware of the thin ice he's walking on asking Duo to trust him and be rational at the same time. But he's going to walk on that ice with confidence because he knows Duo and that knowing comes with a certain amount of trust.

Especially since everything Duo's thinking about? All those what ifs and disaster scenarios? Quatre's run through most of them in triplicate. Everything from 'yes this is dumb let's never do this' to 'well we can always just build new ones, we know enough about how they run we can probably manage' and in-between.

"For as long as you need." Quatre promises, cherishing this glimpse of how Duo's actually feeling instead of the pretense he normally shows to the world. It's something he tries very hard not to take advantage of - knowing what's beneath the mask. Figurately and literally in some cases.

"That'll be a start at least. We've got a lot of work to do and I'm not sure how much time we have to do it in."

Not that it's ever stopped them before.