Donatello "Donnie" Hamato (
soft_shelled) wrote2022-12-31 03:35 pm
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[Action]
The non-existent ants don't bother him, as he just gives a small smile at Leo's apologetic look.]
I'm probably not as good at it as anyone else you've flown with, just warning you.
[And he's doing a little squat before he jumps to get airborne, his wings flapping as hard as they can to keep them up in the air as he'll do his best to head in the direction of the apartments. Also keeping a tight hold on Leo as well.]
[Action]
If he was more coherent, he would be complaining loudly about the take off. For now he's still actually quiet and spaced out. As they get higher he realizes one thing fairly immediately.]
Dee, you're gonna- [He can't get his words out.] you're gonna rain ants down on everyone!
[Action]
But he does give a reply, eventually, with a slight sigh.]
Then they'll just have to deal with ants from the sky, won't they?
[Action]
What if, the ants are radioactive? [Predictably, Leo's brain is kind of just a little odd. He closes his eyes with a slow exhale.]
Sorry, you gotta take care of me so much. M'bad at... [He seems to have a line of thought before it drops off as he watches the sky.]
[Action]
I don't mind, anyway what is it that Raph says... Something about being the oldest and looking out for us? Since I'm the oldest now, that's what I'll do. [They kind of dip a bit lower in the air than he expects as he talks, so he flaps his wings a little bit to get them higher again. As to the trailed-off line of thought... Donnie can't help but frown.] Hey, whatever it is. You're not bad at it, okay?
[Action]
He presses his snout vaguely against Donnie's shoulder, just kind of drifting somewhere between focused and unfocused. He feels so tired. He just wants to sleep so badly, but he keeps getting lost.
His gaze flicks back to Donnie as he seems to come back into focus finally.] mmm, bad leader, bad brother, bad... a lot of things. [He yawns openly.]
[Action]
You're not any of those things. You're a great brother, and you might not be a great leader right now? But you will be, I mean... You lead us into saving the world, that's gotta count for something.
[Action]
He does manage to speak again, just still a little distant.]
Thank you. sorry, I'm.... like this. [Does he mean sleep deprived or just Leo himself? No one knows.]
[Action]
[Either answer, Donnie doesn't think Leo needs to be sorry for. As both are things beyond his control anyway.
ANYWAY, they're making good time considering Donnie isn't that great at flying and the apartments are coming into view.]