I know you didn't! But it still doesn't change the fact that I've taken way longer on it than I should have.
[Donnie looks back as Leo settles back, uncertain, but still slightly less concerned. He lets himself lean back a little. Even if he wanted to pull an all-nighter right there and then to bang out more of that battle shell, he knows he wouldn't be able to focus.]
Are you sure..?
[He still can't help but ask. It's no good having this space to share if Leo can't be comfortable. He'd already mentioned that his shell was rubbing on...things, which means it's not offering the support it should. Softer cushioning in the meantime? A lighter, wrap-around brace, maybe? His mind grasps at concepts out of habit.
Pushing himself to sit up, he pulls over a makeshift pillow that more or less resembles a giant piece of candy with the way the ends of the material are bound on either side of the stuffed portion. It most definitely must have been a skirt originally, the material light. He nudges it over with a foot.]
[Leo looks up as the pillow is pushed his direction. He takes it and shifts around, putting it behind himself, up closer to his head. It helps keep him raised a bit off the cushions, so nothing is rubbing. It does feel better...]
Oooh, yeah, it's real soft! [He does his best to keep his voice light as he settles back against the pillow. It helps.] Thanks, hermano!
[With that taken care of, he shakes his head.]
Anyway, seriously, don't worry about it! We barely have materials around here anyway, and we've been busy.
[It feels like it's been ages since he's heard Leo call him brother in any form. It wouldn't have meant anything without Donnie's own acknowledgment, and overall, with Leo's appreciation, it warms him.
Ugh, now he's feeling all sentimental or something. He lets himself flop back against the cushions, hiding behind a wing to rub at his eyes, but there's no hiding the warmth and relief that radiates from his thoughts.]
That's not entirely true. Back at the city, I was able to gather some weird metal that's surprisingly pliable. It'll make shaping plates for a battle shell so much easier. ...but there has been a lot going on since we left there.
[He sighs tiredly, letting his head rest against the cushioning.]
[No need to dip into the details. Somehow, things have righted themselves, and Donnie's not about to take it for granted. He's where he's supposed to be, with his brother, and right now they're together and they're safe.
He closes his eyes, finally giving into his exhaustion, but his tail snakes over closer to Leo, just wanting the reassurance that he's nearby.]
Leo holds out his arm and lets the tail wind around his wrist. It’s cute - he doesn’t think Donnie ever reached out for them like this back home when he’d go to sleep. Maybe in a turtle pile sometimes…
He settles back, closing his own eyes and trying to get some sleep. The nest really is kind of cozy…]
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Date: 2025-09-08 04:50 am (UTC)[Donnie looks back as Leo settles back, uncertain, but still slightly less concerned. He lets himself lean back a little. Even if he wanted to pull an all-nighter right there and then to bang out more of that battle shell, he knows he wouldn't be able to focus.]
Are you sure..?
[He still can't help but ask. It's no good having this space to share if Leo can't be comfortable. He'd already mentioned that his shell was rubbing on...things, which means it's not offering the support it should. Softer cushioning in the meantime? A lighter, wrap-around brace, maybe? His mind grasps at concepts out of habit.
Pushing himself to sit up, he pulls over a makeshift pillow that more or less resembles a giant piece of candy with the way the ends of the material are bound on either side of the stuffed portion. It most definitely must have been a skirt originally, the material light. He nudges it over with a foot.]
This is softer...
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Date: 2025-09-08 05:07 am (UTC)Oooh, yeah, it's real soft! [He does his best to keep his voice light as he settles back against the pillow. It helps.] Thanks, hermano!
[With that taken care of, he shakes his head.]
Anyway, seriously, don't worry about it! We barely have materials around here anyway, and we've been busy.
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Date: 2025-09-08 05:29 am (UTC)Ugh, now he's feeling all sentimental or something. He lets himself flop back against the cushions, hiding behind a wing to rub at his eyes, but there's no hiding the warmth and relief that radiates from his thoughts.]
That's not entirely true. Back at the city, I was able to gather some weird metal that's surprisingly pliable. It'll make shaping plates for a battle shell so much easier. ...but there has been a lot going on since we left there.
[He sighs tiredly, letting his head rest against the cushioning.]
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Date: 2025-09-08 05:45 am (UTC)Yeah, and I'm glad it's all over now.
[He really means that.]
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Date: 2025-09-08 05:57 am (UTC)[No need to dip into the details. Somehow, things have righted themselves, and Donnie's not about to take it for granted. He's where he's supposed to be, with his brother, and right now they're together and they're safe.
He closes his eyes, finally giving into his exhaustion, but his tail snakes over closer to Leo, just wanting the reassurance that he's nearby.]
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Date: 2025-09-09 02:17 pm (UTC)Leo holds out his arm and lets the tail wind around his wrist. It’s cute - he doesn’t think Donnie ever reached out for them like this back home when he’d go to sleep. Maybe in a turtle pile sometimes…
He settles back, closing his own eyes and trying to get some sleep. The nest really is kind of cozy…]
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Date: 2025-09-09 04:57 pm (UTC)Donnie melts into the cushions a little more, feeling once again secure in this little space of his, now that connections have been reestablished.]