[Donnie merely stood and watched Wheeljack enter the area. he wasn't going to take a step further, just being near the area was already bringing the memories back. Memories that he wanted to forget as quickly as possible.
His hand kept clinging to the tree as he carefully set Paolo down, his arms having become too shaky to keep a proper grip on him. The Poyomon didn't protest, just looking up at his Chosen with sad, worried eyes along with Arte. Donnie straightened up as he saw Wheeljack pick up the knife, which eh recognized as the one that Hiccup used to stab his arm to try and stop him. He still had the scar from it, just another one added to the collection that was forming on his left arm.
He didn't even pay much attention as Wheeljack approached him, too preoccupied with keeping himself together. he was therefore taken bu surprise when he was suddenly embraced, letting out a tiny gasp. But he didn't struggle either, his body still trembling. He closed his eyes and bit at his lip, knowing that he was about to cry for probably the hundredth time int he past few weeks. But he didn't want to, he had cried too many times already. He didn't want to anymore.]
I... I swear, I... I didn't want to kill him. I-I tried to fight the virus, I really did. But... but I couldn't stop it from... [A hiccup escaped him as his voice cracked] I didn't want any of this to happen.
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His hand kept clinging to the tree as he carefully set Paolo down, his arms having become too shaky to keep a proper grip on him. The Poyomon didn't protest, just looking up at his Chosen with sad, worried eyes along with Arte. Donnie straightened up as he saw Wheeljack pick up the knife, which eh recognized as the one that Hiccup used to stab his arm to try and stop him. He still had the scar from it, just another one added to the collection that was forming on his left arm.
He didn't even pay much attention as Wheeljack approached him, too preoccupied with keeping himself together. he was therefore taken bu surprise when he was suddenly embraced, letting out a tiny gasp. But he didn't struggle either, his body still trembling. He closed his eyes and bit at his lip, knowing that he was about to cry for probably the hundredth time int he past few weeks. But he didn't want to, he had cried too many times already. He didn't want to anymore.]
I... I swear, I... I didn't want to kill him. I-I tried to fight the virus, I really did. But... but I couldn't stop it from... [A hiccup escaped him as his voice cracked] I didn't want any of this to happen.