[That jerk away catches him off guard. It leaves Leo staring at the empty space where his brother's wrist should be in his grasp. Something's wrong, and he can't connect the dots the way he normally would (the concussion, probably. it is probably definitely the concussion).
He knows something happened to each of them, and he's too tired to really argue fully the way he wants to. But that Don won't even tell him is... Something. Something he should be worrying about more. But fine. If he's not willing to tell him, then maybe Leo doesn't want to think about Krang trying to kill him, or Krang-zombified-Raph nearly strangling him to death.
He carefully closes his fingers into a loose fist, laying his head back again.]
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He knows something happened to each of them, and he's too tired to really argue fully the way he wants to. But that Don won't even tell him is... Something. Something he should be worrying about more. But fine. If he's not willing to tell him, then maybe Leo doesn't want to think about Krang trying to kill him, or Krang-zombified-Raph nearly strangling him to death.
He carefully closes his fingers into a loose fist, laying his head back again.]
Fine.