[He watches, remaining his same, stoic pose. All too familiar with what Donnie was going through, although maybe not for someone so young. But a lot was revealed here, when Donne leaned against that tree. His shaking hand, his deep breaths, his panic. All of that couldn't be faked. This really affected him.
That frown only amplifies as he looks where the finger points, seeing the area. His strides are quick and crisp as he wanders over, crouching. It wouldn't show it, probably, but you could feel the tension in the area. His eyes quickly dart around it, scoping the entire plot in...search of something. A hand snakes through the grass, feeling around.
It had to be here...
And it wasn't long after that he felt something. Something with an edge. His fingers flicked it up, showing that knife he'd made Hiccup. When he saw the kid, it'd been removed from his leg. It'd provided some defense for him, which was all he could really ask. Without another moment to spare, he pockets it in his jacket, standing as quickly as he'd crouched down, looking back at the Digimon. You and Him seemed to be huddled around Donnie as well, with the Lopmon casting a glare to Wheeljack. Was Donnie really supposed to just endure this?
Wheeljack's seemingly apathetic as he walks over to the ninja, reading the pain on his face as clear as day. His own eyes flicker with light, their 'glow' they gave a bit dimmer. And without warning, he scoops the kid up in his arms. In a light embrace.
Although for anyone not-Wheeljack, it might not be the same 'light' you would define it as.]
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That frown only amplifies as he looks where the finger points, seeing the area. His strides are quick and crisp as he wanders over, crouching. It wouldn't show it, probably, but you could feel the tension in the area. His eyes quickly dart around it, scoping the entire plot in...search of something. A hand snakes through the grass, feeling around.
It had to be here...
And it wasn't long after that he felt something. Something with an edge. His fingers flicked it up, showing that knife he'd made Hiccup. When he saw the kid, it'd been removed from his leg. It'd provided some defense for him, which was all he could really ask. Without another moment to spare, he pockets it in his jacket, standing as quickly as he'd crouched down, looking back at the Digimon. You and Him seemed to be huddled around Donnie as well, with the Lopmon casting a glare to Wheeljack. Was Donnie really supposed to just endure this?
Wheeljack's seemingly apathetic as he walks over to the ninja, reading the pain on his face as clear as day. His own eyes flicker with light, their 'glow' they gave a bit dimmer. And without warning, he scoops the kid up in his arms. In a light embrace.
Although for anyone not-Wheeljack, it might not be the same 'light' you would define it as.]
It's okay, kid.
[You're forgiven.]