Leo jerks his head up when Donnie reaches for him, but he'd never deny one of his brothers anything, and so he easily opens up his palm, slotting their hands together, fingers threaded. It's a reassuring motion, and that rolls off of him as he rubs his thumb over Donnie's knuckles.

"...Did... you have a nightmare, too?" he finally asks, a little hesitantly. His voice is thick with sleep, still, his tongue dry, but he manages.

He's afraid he knows which nightmare Donnie had.