"Uh...Jon what now?" This concerns him more because Reeve has never struck him as one to joke.

The thought of another memory-related storm, one used offensively, turns Donnie's gut. As much as he'd rather claim he's never had any such experiences, he knows better than to voice it. Instead he snorts, rolling back his shoulders as he tries to rebuild his composure.

"That only works if we let it bother us," he says. Easy to say when it's not actively happening. And sure, just a moment ago he'd been bothered but it was for different reasons. It's easier to be angry at something than turn those feeling inwards. They're still ultimately being toyed with. He can't forget that.