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[He hums a little to himself, and when Leo drifts to the right? he tugs his brother a bit back on track, not to hard as he doesn't want to startle Leo but enough to keep him from going too far.]

Yeah but, you're not stupid... Full of yourself, yeah, can't deny that one. But most certainly not stupid.

[He would go on to tell Leo that he proves that in the future, but Leo poses that kind of question.]

I guess it depends? Is it during the loop or like the last loop? And do you get caught?

[He doesn't fight against Donnie's tug, drifting back in line easily enough.] Didn't take one.

[He pauses almost seeming lost in thought again.] lets take one. Yeah?

[Maybe less crime would be a good idea today.]

easier carry ever-everything.

[While a good idea, in a way, it's also a bad idea for various reasons. Like;]

Look, I'm good with tech but I don't think I'd know how to hot-wire cars as old as the ones around here.

[That and he has a hunch Leo would want to drive, which is also a no go.]

Donnnieeeee, believe in the me who believes in youuuuu- [He is very enthused by the sentiment, maybe swinging a little too much of himself in to try and pat Donnie's cheek.

He absolutely misses, losing his hold on Donnie's hand entirely and tumbles to the sidewalk in a pile.]

[He was just going to like, let Leo do what he wants but! Instead, his twin is now a pile on the ground.]

Leo! [And he's rushing to the pile of spider-turtle and checking on his brother to make sure he didn't hurt himself, which means he's placing what he has under his arm (laptop and skateboard) down so he can use both hands to check over Leo.]

[Leo needs a second to get himself mildly back together. He manages an awkward thumbs up as he awkwardly tries to untangle from himself.]

S'good! [He now is trying to remember why he's on the ground.] Just.. chillin'.

No, it's not good. [He's going to try to help Leo get recalibrated as best as he can.] You fell, that's no good at all.

[Leo puts up no protest at being moved around.] Did I-? I'm... [He presses the butts of his palms against his eyes.

His brain seems to skitter elsewhere, farther back than it needs to.]

Can we... turn on the sunlamp?

[The sunlamp back in the lair at home.]

[And moved around he shall be. Or at least moved enough so he's less laying on the ground and more like sitting.]

Yeah, you di-- [Ah that question makes Donnie pause.]

We'd have to get home first.

[He sounds a little sad when he says that, kind of figuring that Leo means the lamp back at the lair.]

[Leo just needs to sit for a moment, mentally just gathering as many of his loose thoughts as he can.

His short term memory is struggling a little on where they are before its dropped to the side for right now.]

We could pile. [He rubs at his eyes a little. Still stumbling over his words.] that'd be real cool. S'been a while...

[Leo can take his time, it's not like they have anywhere they need to be. Other than someplace where Leo can sleep safely that is.]

Yeah, although it'll be a sad kind of pile with just the two of us...

Never a sad pile, when its a family pile. [He answers simply enough with a decent amount of conviction for a former turtle who was sprawled on the ground. He grunts a little as he moves to get up.]

[Okay that actually gets to him, he can't help but smile a bit at Leo's words as he's going to try to help his brother get up.]

Yeah. Yeah, you're right... For once.

[with Donnie's help, Leo actually manages to get back onto his feet.]

Hurtful, you know I'm right about many things! [He manages to sound normal for a two whole seconds before his attention darts away. Confusion seems to hit him all at once.] ...This is sure not New York?

No, you're not.

[And oof, good feelings dashed by Leo saying it's not New York. As he grabs his laptop and skateboard once more.] Yeah cause we're not in New York. It's Bavan, a totally different city, Leo.

Huh. [He just looks at the city blearily, as if he's never seen it before. He reaches out to try and take the board, confused openly by why it is different before the confusion drops out of his head entirely.] Gimme a rating, New York, Jersey or Staten Island levels?

[Yeah for once he's not going to fight Leo, and lets him take the board.]

A rating, huh? [He actually considers it.] I'd say it's somewhere between New York and Jersey.

[Leo just loosely hugs the board against his chest, idly playing with the wheels in the process.

He starts moving, but is not heading in the right direction at all. From how wobbly he's walking, he's still decidedly disoriented. He still slips on his words, needing longer to get them together.] Ough, we need to find New York. Like, [He struggles a lot on this word in particular.] A-ASAP.

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Leo... [He'll follow his brother, but will also try to steer him back into the right direction as best as he can.]

We can't go home.

[Donnie's words draw Leo to a stop. He blinks a little blearily. Unable to completely compute that thought.] Aren't....

[He's so tired he loses track of the sentence for a bit too long. His grip on the skateboard tightens a little.] we going home now?

Well, yeah but that's the home we have here. We can't go back to New York, is what I mean.

[Gosh even with Leo in his current state it kind of hurts to say it out loud, that they can't go home home.]

But... [His grip tightens on the skateboard as he tries to process that information.

He goes quiet for probably too long, seemingly trying to just understand. Only to startle wildly as a car horn honks nearby. He fumbles forward, on a full tilt in the right direction at least.]

Whoa. [The car horn also startled Donnie a little, not as much as Leo of course but still... Unexpected! He'll reach out a hand to try and steady his brother as well.]

Don't worry about it, okay? Let's just get you into a bed.

[Thankfully, Leo doesn't fall again. He does stall out from his urge to flee when Donnie makes contact.

He looks at his brother, expression just verging on confused and exhausted in equal measure.]

Yeah, bed- bed sounds... good.

[Ugh that expression does not make Donnie feel any better, as he's going to try and steer Leo back towards the apartments now.]

Yeah we get you to bed, I'll even stick around to make sure you actually get some sleep okay?

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