"Just 'cause you have nothin' to say about it doesn't mean that you don't rehash it in your brain when you aren't thinkin' about it." Duo pauses, then, fiddling with something on his clothing as if he's weighing his next words pretty heavily. Sometimes he could be a real asshole, and talk too quickly with too strong words, but at the moment he seems to be taking his time and really.. thinking things through, while he can.

"Or from thinking about things in your dreams that you haven't thought about or relived in the shittiest ways in years." Nightmares meant that he normally slept in cat naps. Enough to be restful, but not long enough to make him wake up in some way that probably would be rather unbecoming if he thought about it too hard and squinted. "Though I guess knowin' you, you might be able to control your brain waves or some crap us peasants can't for all I know."

A short pause, then - "I'd think about being jealous of that."