Donnie wants to stay up here, away from the things that can harm them, where the sky stretches forever beyond and he feels unbound by roads and barriers...

He glances down at Leo when he feels him stirring, looking exhilarated, his eyes bright, and something almost feral behind them. But he seems to remember himself as he looks at his brother, pale and worn out- injured. Back...they have to go back.

He doesn't want to go back...

His gaze shifts towards the landscape below them, and even though they're miles above, he can see things so crisply when he allows his eyes to focus. He spots the Convoy and begins to angle them towards it.