Herbert was far to delicate to ever be able to stand part to par with Heero. He could glare to make a mans blood run cold if his mood went south, but this was simply his resting face. Herbert shook, a firm shake one would expect of a businessman of his time. A doctor he was, but every doctor had to be a business man as well.

"Duo it is then." It felt to intamate but, after working around the mills he was used to people wanting him to be less formal. His old practice near the mills had been a lifetime ago though. Herbert's long hair was about mid back, tied back with a blue ribbon that matched the color of his suit, It was clear his hair was rather wavey under it. He ashed off to the side away from Duo. Smoking was so common in his day he didn't think much of it. "Alas I can't say I have, this is my first offical day, and I haven't found anyone with answers yet. Though, might I inquire where you are from? Given your state of dress I feel we must not be from the same place." He spoke with a wave of his hand with the cigarette. the wheels of his mind turning already. "It is the year 1920, I was last in Boston Massachusetts." He had only been home from the war for about a year.