“I tore the place apart, but..” Duo’s shoulders shrug. There was nothing to find, by his estimation, and if there is, literally no one would have the patience or the luck to recover it with so many places to look.

Or at least that’s what he’s telling himself anyway.

“Negative. Other than like. Tiny Swiss Army knife things in the drug stores but those’re useless.” For anything other than nail trimmings, anyway. Duo scratches at his cheek, then, eyes far away in thought.

“I dunno, Heero. This one’s beyond weird.”