When Leo shuts his eyes all he can see is Karai, so he keeps them wide open.
He’s gotten a lot better about acting like he isn’t still sad about what happened to her, that he wasn’t able to save her, over the last few months, but the sight of it in person has ripped the wound open again. Which sucks, because he doesn’t want Donnie to worry about him. There’s nothing to worry about.
He’s fine! Really!
“Oof, sorry you had to see that,” he says, shooting for calm and casual and missing the mark entirely. He sounds like a bad parody of himself. “I knew the storm could do impressions but I didn’t know it could do dinner theater.”
He can’t help the jokes. They’re how he copes. And he really needs some coping with this one.
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He’s gotten a lot better about acting like he isn’t still sad about what happened to her, that he wasn’t able to save her, over the last few months, but the sight of it in person has ripped the wound open again. Which sucks, because he doesn’t want Donnie to worry about him. There’s nothing to worry about.
He’s fine! Really!
“Oof, sorry you had to see that,” he says, shooting for calm and casual and missing the mark entirely. He sounds like a bad parody of himself. “I knew the storm could do impressions but I didn’t know it could do dinner theater.”
He can’t help the jokes. They’re how he copes. And he really needs some coping with this one.