[Duo really didn't seem to notice. Sure there was something weird at the back of his mind, like a pinging that maybe he's seen one of them, or both of them, somewhere before. But like seeing a stranger on the bus a few days a week, there's nothing more than that odd familiarity one gets when living in the same place for several years.

He smiled at the head going under his hand, scratching behind one of those pointed ears.]

Pretty, for a mutt. Obviously got some good genes in there.

[He keeps petting, looking up at Peter]

Sorry... sittin' here gabbin' at you like this. Name's Duo Maxwell.

[he'd offer a hand if he wasn't preoccupied, so for now it's just an awkward smile]