Ah, shoot. Leo should really think before opening his big fat mouth. Of course Donnie’s going to run from that subject as fast as he can.

Leo feels bad he even brought it up, but the sudden topic shift does a good job of completely obliterating that train of thought.

“Yeah, I heard about that… Never tried it, though. I’m not sure where I’m… tethered to, anymore.”

And if it just sent him back to the Prison Dimension… he barely survived ten minutes, two weeks would kill him for sure.

Donnie, though… he would go home, and maybe he could change things. It’s not hard at all to guess where he may have been taking that thought, and a familiar swoop goes through Leo’s stomach, when he wonders what happens if Donnie changes things and it splits their timeline for good.

More importantly, though… he just doesn’t want Donnie to live through that. It’s inevitable, really, but if Leo could spare him he would.

Suddenly it feels too cold in their sewer hideout. Leo shivers, his eyesight narrowing on the phone in Donnie’s hand.

“Yeah. Don’t really feel like trying to break into Alliance HQ right now… Hah.”