"Everything here is pretty weird," Heero frowns, covered as he is in bits of rotten dragon flesh and congealed blood. He's pretty much figured out that's what this gunk is, and... well, this is one of the more disgusting things he's done in his short lifetime. Which is saying a lot.

Compared to some of the other stuff going on around Thesa right now, though? Cleaning dragon bits off of gundanium is preferable.

Heero's eyes follow the jerk of Duo's chin to the other Gundam, which Heero had recognized as such, though he'd never seen one like it before. Barbatos, apparently. Heero looks thoughtful, but also mildly skeptical. "Specs?" he asks, predictably.