Oh no, is he going to cry? Donnie chews on his bottom lip as he watches Mikey, silently demanding why's and knowing he's not going to get any answers, not this way.

His brother's trying to explain, and he listens to every word like he can find something hidden between them.

Something's...not connecting for Mikey. His usual fix isn't working. And because it's not working, Mikey's not happy. Okay, yeah, he understands that. He just. Doesn't understand why.

Hesitantly, Donnie steps closer to the sink area, to Mikey. He folds his arms as he leans against the counter, still giving his brother space.

"...is there anything I can do to help?"