Donnie clings tightly, curling around Leo as he tries to push past his own pain. It finally seems to fade now that they're on the other side of the barrier, but it takes him a moment before he dares to lift his head.

"L...eo? Hey..." he says, words feeling so weirdly foreign, but once he starts speaking again it feels like the jumpstart the rest of his mind needed. Now that they're not fleeing for their lives or fighting for it, he looks worriedly at his brother's condition.

He can't heal him like Leo can with whatever he'd been able to do with his horn. Already those wounds look old, old, untreated and not right at all, everything about his brother doesn't look right at all and he doesn't know what he can do..!

Think...! It's so hard, like everything is fuzzy.

"Leo, can you hear me? Please say something..."