Are you going to tell me what is happening, or are you going to keep dancing around it? [The question is to the point. He leans back into the couch, open book pressed against his plastron chest plates.]
[Ugh, he's going to go sit on the couch if Leo isn't taking up the whole thing.]
He thinks he's helping, he's not. It's not a viable cure, if it was I would have done it myself already... And he's involving the kids, and it's not any of their business either!
[He leans forward, anger radiating off of him. He could scream right now, but he speaks with intense restraint. Leonardo's voice thin, and far too calm.] That's a direct quote, in case you don't remember. But, oh, I'm sure you do. How could you ever forget? You still record everything, right, little brother? Why am I asking, of course you do.
[He sets his book aside. His voice is still far too calm as he glares at Donnie.]
So, let me get this straight. You came to me, to complain about Casey trying to find you a cure. When you didn't bother to tell me that you're actually sick? Is that what is happening right now?
Don't you try to squirm out of this. Or I will call Casey right now and involve every damn teenager I possibly can.
If you're sick, you're going to fucking own it. Or I'm going to just skip over you to ask Casey, since he'll actually fucking tell me.
If I was actually still infected, I wouldn't be getting better like I have been.
[Deep inhale.]
I merely said when Casey and I were doing the first tests [yeah, there have been more tests. Sorry to not tell you, Leo.] that if I was still infected that one way to possibly cure it would be replacing my blood.
But it's not a viable solution, I even told him that then.
Yet, it is concerning enough that level-headed Cassandra Jones Jr wants to be sure there are no more false positives? [He questions flatly back.] If it wasn't something to actively worry about why would he be going after this idea? Why?
They wouldn't have volunteered if Casey didn't somehow get it into his head to do this without even telling me? There's also the possibility that it won't work, and I'd die anyway.
Donnie, when has anyone in our family not immediately jumped in to help each other? The teenagers aren't exactly big fans of us, yeah, but, it's a Hamato thing to jump in to help each other.
That and, I know you, you wouldn't want help. You literally chafed at me asking about the topic. Not to mention you know, the fact you initially kept it secret from all of us.
Let people help you! [He wants to physically shake Donnie. Leonardo forces himself up off the couch to pace the length of their living room.] If there is a chance, we can at least try to do something, even if it's preemptive!
There's nothing to preempt, Leo! [No one would blame Leo if he did shake Donnie. And he is going to get up as well, but he isn't going to get into Leo's way. Instead he's going to head to his room.]
Whatever, it's not happening, there's no reason for it and I told Casey to stop it.
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[He will never, ever, refer to then younger turtles as a group as anything but "the kids".]
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He thinks he's helping, he's not. It's not a viable cure, if it was I would have done it myself already... And he's involving the kids, and it's not any of their business either!
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A viable cure-?
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The comfort and safety he felt in this place is so easily crushed by old grief.]
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He snaps his book closed, clutching it tightly between his hands. He sits up at his full height. His expression tight on his face. Teeth barred.]
What happened to 'False positives. But it looks to be okay', Donatello?
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So, let me get this straight. You came to me, to complain about Casey trying to find you a cure. When you didn't bother to tell me that you're actually sick? Is that what is happening right now?
Don't you try to squirm out of this. Or I will call Casey right now and involve every damn teenager I possibly can.
If you're sick, you're going to fucking own it. Or I'm going to just skip over you to ask Casey, since he'll actually fucking tell me.
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He's trying to think of how to word this, because what he told Leo was the truth and it still is!]
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[Deep inhale.]
I merely said when Casey and I were doing the first tests [yeah, there have been more tests. Sorry to not tell you, Leo.] that if I was still infected that one way to possibly cure it would be replacing my blood.
But it's not a viable solution, I even told him that then.
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Why is it not a viable option? Tell me.
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Because the blood needs to be Hamato, a relation, and back home it was only you and Mikey. And the amount needed would have killed you both.
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That and, I know you, you wouldn't want help. You literally chafed at me asking about the topic. Not to mention you know, the fact you initially kept it secret from all of us.
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Because I don't want or need their help.
[So just going to be petulant about the whole thing.]
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[Snaps.]
And I'd eventually know either way anyways.
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You'd really rather just die again, Donnie?
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Does he mean the not telling Leo, or the dying?
... yes.]
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Are you that set on handling this by yourself? That you'll keep it buried and hope things work out?
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I'm not sick, so there's nothing to "bury" or that needs to be handled!
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Whatever, it's not happening, there's no reason for it and I told Casey to stop it.
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I don't have mad enough icons for this thread
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