Mikey stepped just a few steps inside, peering around himself. He'd peeked in before, but this was Donnie's private space. He deserved that, specially after everything.

Mikey laughed a little. "Well uh. I- I was thinking..." He looked away, and back. "I was wondering if you wouldn't mind teaching me some of the things you do. I always wanted to know, but... it was always my Donnie's thing and now your thing. My thing was flipping around and stuff."

"So. You don't have to, it'd be fine. Promise. I just..." He shrugged bashfully, and hunched a bit, saying, "I guess I just wanted to spend some time with you..." Without running and screaming, was the obvious follow-up he didn't say.