"I've seen better," GameOvR says, not that he'd ever tell Leo that. He spins his staff, just as ready to fend off. He's hanging onto this feeling, anchored in the moment where he doesn't have to think too much about all the things that had happened, or the things that could have happened. There's nothing else to focus on except the masked man in front of him and the weapons he wields.

It's exhilarating. It's dangerous too, no lie there, and he's not sure if Red Hood will be angry if he finds out, but Donnie tosses that care to the wind as he spins his weapon to block and thrust the blunted ends when he finds the chance to.