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I think we can manage that.

[He can just carry Leo back in before dawn, it's fine. And Donnie surely has his trackers anyway, he'll know Leo hasn't left the apartment.

Casey shuffles closer, half on the bed to tug Leo onto his back so he can carry him out to the living room.]

Might not want to tell Rue either, just in case.

Oof. Yeah, I love them, but they're kinda... Weak to us.

[He makes it easier for Casey as much as he can climbing on to his back. And... Look it'll probably be good to change sheets too. A lot of good this little break from the bed will do for everyone involved.]

Just a little late night secret for ourselves.

Wouldn't be the first time.

[And hopefully not the last, either. He carries Leo through the bedroom and into the hall beyond, keeping his footsteps as light as possible in case Raph or Rue are lurking around the corner or Hunter's up for a late night (early morning?) snack, but it seems that for the moment they've been left to their own devices. He also tries not to think about how light Leo is. Some of that's the missing limb, he knows, but... most of it is not.

Regardless, it only takes a minute or so for him to gently deposit him onto the couch, on the far side, closest to the big living room window.]

There! Any better?

[He focuses on just keeping himself anchored to Casey's back while they walk. Had he known Casey was this strong? Not that Leo's anywhere near comparable to Raph's size, but he knows he isn't that light either. Stands to reason. Grew up around them, grew up under A Leo, he'd have to be strong.

The couch is at least soft and the light from the window is good.]

...Yeah... Yeah, lots. Um. Thanks, Casey.

[Casey sits down next to him, a heartbeat away from leaning against him before realizing it's the severed side. He may have gotten healing from Rue but mmmmaybe not just yet. Instead he shrugs, hands folding together in his lap.]

It's fine. You get restless, right? It's good if you can keep moving. Few more days and I bet you won't need us all circling around you like this.

[He keeps his eyes glued to the window, seeing the skyline and the clouds.]

...I'm gonna be real with you, CJ, I don't... know. This is, um. It's new territory? So I don't know what I'll need.

[Casey is quiet for a little bit, internally debating how he'd like to respond to that one. Sympathy, duh. But he has a unique perspective on this particular problem.]

...I, um. I can send Donnie some future stuff that might... help you. With recovery, and...

[The prosthetic? Donnie's definitely making him a prosthetic.]

[When Casey doesn't immediately respond, Leo focuses out the window. Just... taking it in. It's so different in the day time after all that the last few nights.]

Future stuff? Like... What? You're saying you have a bunch of Future Donnie's schematics and plans saved in some hidden harddrive in your mask or something?

[Casey's eyes widen, staring at him like a deer in headlights.]

Um. [sensei that was remarkably accurate.] Yes?

[Leo's not even looking at him to see what he's done.]

Oh. Then... Don might want that, yeah.

[Not sure if he should be relieved or worried.]

I could send it to you too, but it'd be a lot of reading.

[So he figures Leo won't want it.]

[It's not you, Casey, he's just... tired and seeing something new for the first time in days.]

Yeah, Donnie would make more sense of it than I could.

[Read: I would never understand any of that science stuff.]

[He's getting that vibe. And it doesn't seem like he has to explain himself further, so he'll gratefully leave it be. Leo doesn't need more drama in his life right now. No need to offer up why he'd have that information unprompted.]

Okay... I'll send it over, after he gets back.

[He tries not to sound as wary as he feels about it. He and Donnie haven't... really talked. He's not sure how to approach him right now. It's better to let him focus on Leo and the... fae. That he's still hunting, probably.]

[Probably definitely still hunting. Donnie's going to be single minded focused on that one task until he finishes, Leo guesses. Leo doesn't know exactly what his brother's doing, but he can feel the anger and murderous rage sometimes when he's coherent enough to notice before Donnie shoves it out of their link.

He finally leans his head back, heavy and not at all casual or easy like normal. This is... still exhausted Leo.]

He'll appreciate it. Might not show it up front at first, but... give him some time to look at it and he'll be happy about it.

Sure...

[ (x) doubt. But Leo had been out of it that moment Donnie had sounded so... angry. And Casey can't blame him, but it also means he'd very much like to stay out of the other's way. Handing over more of future-him's files feels less of a thank you moment and more "okay cool I hate you less now".

But all that is his problem, not Leo's. And Leo looks exhausted.]

Sorry... I don't mean to talk your ear off. I'm just- really happy to see you. Up. [His fault too, for avoiding the room. Still.] You should rest.

[Leo leans his head to look at Casey again, a little longer this time. Kid looks worried and he doesn't know how to alleviate that.]

...Honestly feels good to be up. But if I go back to that bed right now I might go insane, so I'll rest out here until we're at risk of being yelled at.

[He's an anxiety machine, Leo, just let him ride it out.]

Yeah, I wasn't gonna say I should carry you back. We just got here. I've been sleeping here the last few nights, and it's actually not bad! Here-

[He starts rearranging the blankets, bundling Leo up the way he was in the bedroom. Gotta stay warm, conserve that energy. Have an extra pillow while he's at it.]

Wha- Huh?

[Turtle pile without the other turtles! It's happening. He's caught off guard and too tired to really react even once he's bundled up with only his face visible from the pile.]

Um. I-i guess? I guess this is happening?

Uh-huh.

[It is happening. It has happened. Congrats on your successful bundling, Leo. Casey leans back, like it's a job well done.]

Yeah, that looks about right. [Nice and toasty.]

[And impossible to move in. Now he can't feel any limbs! Job well done.]

...Right for what?

[It's easier when there's one less of them!]

For when you pass out in the next five minutes. So you'll stay warm.

Why would I pass out in the next five minutes...

[1.....

2.....]

[Casey tilts his head, watching thoughtfully, recognizing the signs. Makes a quiet humming sound. Yes?]

Casey?

[3.....]

Kinda freakin me out here.

[Hm. Too early then, okay. This Leo has more youthful energy than sensei.]

I mean, it's just a guess. You're welcome to prove me wrong.

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