He's making up for lost time, that's it. Although Donnie supposes if that were the excuse, they'd be here for days.

He eventually loosens his arms from around Mikey's shell, shifting just slightly enough that he can rub away those things that were definitely not tears from his face. His brother's question coaxes a faint smile from him.

"...not at all," he says. The space he'd originally shared with Leo up on top of the Cybertronian-sized slab that made up a bed had been fine with one brother but several more had quickly proven more than he was willing to have around his workshop/lab. But for tonight, having one Mikey over is perfectly fine.