[ Whatever problem Duo has with Relena on this world, it isn't older Duo's problem. And whatever problems the older Duo has with the version of Relena that's on Mars... well, he has yet to wrap his head around how all of that came to be. Long story short, it's more than a little surreal for him to be walking beside a Relena who still calls him by his name, and who cares enough about his existence to ask how he's doing.
It isn't all bad. He kinda missed this Relena, he realizes. ]
Oh, me? Couldn't be better.
[ He smiles amiably, exactly the kind of detached, grandfatherly smile one would expect of a man in a priest's uniform. It's a practiced expression. The younger Maxwell would have found about 10 different things to complain about by now, no doubt. ]
How are you holdin' up? You're the one who washed up looking like a wreck.
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It isn't all bad. He kinda missed this Relena, he realizes. ]
Oh, me? Couldn't be better.
[ He smiles amiably, exactly the kind of detached, grandfatherly smile one would expect of a man in a priest's uniform. It's a practiced expression. The younger Maxwell would have found about 10 different things to complain about by now, no doubt. ]
How are you holdin' up? You're the one who washed up looking like a wreck.