Duo watched on with amusement as Wufei walked on in and made himself right at home. He needed no prompting to guide him through to the kitchen and moved about it as if it were second nature, all while Duo leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed. And he just watched.

It was when Wufei turned to him and settled against the counter that Duo had a flash of memory all of his own. Of pressing up against Wufei, pinning him in place. Of heated words and sounds of pleasure that Duo should not have been intimately aware of. He took a breath, shaky as it was, and made himself laugh. "What're the chances we shared a dream then? I remember a war. No family though. Just hell... and then..." A single shoulder was shrugged, because then things got real blurry real quick.