Breathing a ragged sigh of relief, Donnie reluctantly loosens his arms from around Leo, if just a little to help keep him upright.

"I thought it'd be better to come back here. I'm sorry, I didn't know it'd hurt..." He swallows. "I...I don't have anything to heal you like you did me." All he has are wings and claws- he freezes a moment as he sees blood on them, not Leo's, but he barely remembers striking back at those beasts.

"That oasis is too far back," he murmurs, the red making him think of what the waters had done. "W-wait." He'd collected some, and while he hadn't been sure that it would be as effective, surely it couldn't hurt to try.

Donnie looks around, scanning the other vehicles around in search of the Turtle Tank. "Wait here for me."