"Leatherhead!" Even though it still hurt to talk at the moment he wasn't about to stop, he wrapped one arm up around Leatherhead, holding on as well as he could, though he let out a little sound of discomfort at the tightness of the hug.

"Yeah, I'm alive big guy. It's okay, I'm kinda too obnoxious to let myself get taken out." He gave a faint chuckle, trying to make it into a joke, but he found it a little hard to swallow the fact that someone had been trying to take him out, his own brother. "It's alright, I'll be alright. Just need to heal, okay." Even as he said those words he found he was shaking himself, his eyes filling with tears, and not only from the physical pain.

"D-do you know what happened with Donnie? I mean after the-the fight." He didn't doubt Leatherhead knew they had fought, it was a bit obvious in the multitude of wounds he had. And despite their fight he was afraid for Donnie, what if what had been said was true, what if this... other Donnie, had managed to get rid of the parts of himself that made him Mikey's brother?