Was he leaving? Donnie blinked at the hand on his shoulder and then it was just him in the rain, the sounds of DATA's clumsy departure barely masked by the drizzle.

He set the boots by his battle shell and dashed out after Tony. "Wait-" he started, swallowing down whatever weird self-image he had of himself in his head as he threw his arms around the man as soon as he turned. Was it weird, hugging people you barely knew? Yeah, probably, but Tony'd been doing so much and he'd even come out here looking for him, he made him boots!!!(???!) and it didn't feel right to just leave it at that. He might have wanted a hug too, but that was something Donnie would never openly admit.

"...thanks. For...you know."

Even then he retracted his arms from Tony as though there was some unspoken time-limit, looking awkwardly at the floor before turning back towards the dampness of the sectional rainfall.