That it is. [Donnie flexes his fingers, just slightly. They'd stopped intermittently; it wouldn't do to tire his hands out when he has to perform such delicate work. To be honest he should've tried to sleep, but there was no way he could. He doesn't even feel tired, or scared, or even hopeful.
Just...buzzy.] Sheldon, can you prep Leo?
You got it, Donnie! [The belts that have been stabilizing Leo for the entire preparation period finally unclasp and retract, robotic arms much like the ones in Donnie's battleshell extending instead.] C'mon Leo, time to get cleaned up and cut open!
Laparoscopic, [Donnie corrects as Sheldon floats Leo out of the room.]
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Just...buzzy.] Sheldon, can you prep Leo?
You got it, Donnie! [The belts that have been stabilizing Leo for the entire preparation period finally unclasp and retract, robotic arms much like the ones in Donnie's battleshell extending instead.] C'mon Leo, time to get cleaned up and cut open!
Laparoscopic, [Donnie corrects as Sheldon floats Leo out of the room.]