Leo climbs up as fast as he can behind Donnie, scrambling out of the manhole with the last of his adrenaline. Then he collapses right on the ground next to Donnie, panting from exertion.

“Well… that was… a wash.”

It’s a struggle to get that many words out right this second, but he had to.

He summons enough energy to give Donnie’s arm a light pat. It’s as much to reassure Leo that he’s there and okay as it is an attempt to comfort Donnie.