Oh, but that look could give Heero Yuy a run for it's money. It just lacked the feeling of "I will kill you" Duo had witnessed on more than one occasion. Maybe that was why he didn't feel at all uneasy with the man in the suit with the funny-smelling cigarette. He just smiled and took the offered hand in his, squeezing ever so slightly as he responded.

"Ah, no need to be formal with me. The name's Duo. Duo Maxwell." Slowly taking back his hand, he turned to look at the people walking up and down the street, his knee-length braid gently wrapping around his legs. "So, Doc. Have you figured out what's going on?" He lifted his arms up to clasp his hands behind his head before glancing back at the doctor with his eyes of near-violet.