[ Duo has, thorough force of will, grown a little numb to the mention of death, even to himself. Sure, he'd been upset when he'd heard that Heero had self destructed, but the 'death' had only been so upsetting because .. well... Heero had done it himself instead of being taken out in battle. It's an odd thing, the difference in his mind between dying fighting and dying at your own hand is great enough to make a difference. Maybe it's an honor thing, maybe it's a ... personal attachment he isn't willing to admit. ]

Well hell, I think that would be anyone's goal. I know two guys who pretty much came back from near death with the same thought in mind. [ There's a little laugh, there. Not that he's ever had a second chance from death, but he knows people who have, and that kind of mentality always seems the same. His stomach gives a low rumble, and with the thought of food in mind Duo tips his head, as if to excuse himself. ]

Look, I'm the type'a guy that runs his mouth but my stomach's about to go on revolt if I don't rustle somethin' up so... I'll see you around?

[ Not that he's waiting long, hands in his pockets and making a slow, backward retreat so that he can keep Mika in his eye line. ]