[Leo's hands are clean now, but that's about it. Just like his cousin, he's filthy with soot, burned and scraped. But his condition is nothing compared to Mikey, and he hasn't spared a single moment away from his brother other than to wash up or grab more supplies.
The rest of his energy has been devoted to the emotional cauldron of his psyche. Reviewing his choices, fuming over Mike's split from the group and Raph's refusal to listen to Mikey's warning and on top of everything, that damn knife throw that made Raph bolt like a rabbit -
It's almost a consolation to have to focus on keeping Mikey awake as he gently cleans him up and applies gentle cold to the burns that seem safe to touch.
Then Mike returns with Korra. Leo glances up with his heart in his throat; he's so off-balance that for half a second his guilt and anguish over his brother's injuries are transparent as glass. It's a sign of how off-balance he really is, because Leo would rather eat his shuriken than display that kind of vulnerability. And his lapse is gone in a blink, in favor of relief spread thinly over stress and worry, emotions he's more accustomed to sharing.]
Korra...
[Thanks for coming, is what he should say, but Leo just glances between her and Mikey. Their need is clear and so is his plea. His brothers are his life.
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The rest of his energy has been devoted to the emotional cauldron of his psyche. Reviewing his choices, fuming over Mike's split from the group and Raph's refusal to listen to Mikey's warning and on top of everything, that damn knife throw that made Raph bolt like a rabbit -
It's almost a consolation to have to focus on keeping Mikey awake as he gently cleans him up and applies gentle cold to the burns that seem safe to touch.
Then Mike returns with Korra. Leo glances up with his heart in his throat; he's so off-balance that for half a second his guilt and anguish over his brother's injuries are transparent as glass. It's a sign of how off-balance he really is, because Leo would rather eat his shuriken than display that kind of vulnerability. And his lapse is gone in a blink, in favor of relief spread thinly over stress and worry, emotions he's more accustomed to sharing.]
Korra...
[Thanks for coming, is what he should say, but Leo just glances between her and Mikey. Their need is clear and so is his plea. His brothers are his life.
Please help him.]