[When Mikey turned, Donnie was about to attempt a smile but he then saw the scarf. He saw the markings which may have faded some since the fight, but it was enough to make the memory of the first fight flash before him. His grip on his crutches tightened slightly, and Arte took notice. But she merely put a hand on his good leg, which was enough to get the teen to take in a silent breath and push the memory away before it could affect him.

He could do this. He couldn't back away now. He'd waited long enough to see his brother again and he wasn't going to back away now.

He was surprised when Mikey moved closer seemingly without being afraid of him. He felt the urge to hold onto the younger teen and never let go while apologizing over and over for everything that happened. But he resisted, he'd give Mikey time before he did anything.]

It's doing better, I still need my cast for three more weeks. And yeah, it really stinks that it happened now thanks to a certain someone [He glances at Paolo, who ducks behind Arte, before looking at Mikey again] So ugh... how have you been?