Duo was off down the train, whistling all the way. In the kitchen he chatted to anyone within earshot as he poured two mugs of coffee for himself and Trowa. When he was done and bid his farewells, he was off again. A record, he thought. He would be back with Trowa in under ten minutes and most of that was travelling back and forth through the train.

He entered the greenhouse and turned to where Trowa was sat and bent to offer one of the mugs to his friend. "One for you and..." Then he sat himself down next to the taller teen and grinned brightly. "One for me!"