The woman started moving, and Duo immediately sprung to his feet. Catching up, he matched her stride, his hands raised and clasped behind his head as they walked. He watched her out of the corner of his eyes, a small frown tugging on his lips.

He could see how much it bothered her. Being pulled from home, and living a different time than the people here she actually knew. If it had been him in her situation, he would probably feel isolated, especially if anyone he knew came from a time after him. And then to be the one to come from the time after, not knowing what should and shouldn't be said would just be one hell of a headache he didn't need.

"I can't say I understand what you're dealing with, but I can sympathize. I feel like I may have lost time between when I went to sleep and when I woke up here." He held his hands out in front of him, to show the small scars on his hands. "I didn't have some of these when I laid down for my nap. My hair's a bit longer too. It was at my thighs but now it's touching the back of my knee." With a sigh, he just shoved his hands into his pockets.

"How long have you been holding that in?" he asked, his head tilting up to look at the sky.