Leo's not the only one feeling antsy. The lower they go, the less comfortable Donnie feels. It's hard to resist the urge to just pump his wings and take them higher again, and it shows on his face as they descend.

He spirals down towards the roof of the main vehicle, catching a glimpse of the flickering shields. It's not something he thinks too much about aside from that it's probably a bad sign they're doing that- and they as they pass through the thought vanishes along with a breath as he's hit by an unexpected pain, perhaps not as sharp as the claws that had dug into them earlier, but it aches from the inside, something deeper.

Sucking in a breath, he manages to keep their descent slow until his feet touch the main truck's roof, still clinging tightly to Leo as he sinks with both of them.