I. The Shuttle

Leo let out a long, tired sigh as he leaned back in the captain’s chair, head lolling back as he stared at the ceiling for a moment. The novelty of flying the human sized shuttle wasn’t enough to dispel the bad feelings from the last few hours. Though it did give him some time alone with his thoughts. He wasn’t sure what the others were thinking about the deal he struck, whether he had tied them into some later trouble. Assuming they were thinking about him, and not Rock or Donnie– as they should be.

After a minute or two gazing at rivets he leaned forward, stretching his arms in front of him and wincing as the injury in his shoulder flared with mild pain. Skittles and Roll had helped him up more or less, but it was still sore. He’d done his best to scrub off as much of the blood as he could with the supplies on the ship but until he had a proper shower he was trying to stay away from Mikey. Which was hard. Leo wasn’t feeling like a particularly good brother not being back there with him and Donnie.

The lantern was back in its backpack, hanging off the chair unzipped with the light escaping. Skittles, for her part, was nestled on Leo’s shoulder, giving him a particularly pirate-y look. The sunfire rainbow was looking rather put out, having been sat on and close to being a snack.

Hearing someone approaching from behind him, Leo craned his head back to see who it was.

"I got this, if you want to hang back."

II. The Library

There was a thud from one of the lower tables as Leo dropped his head on it with a groan, arms folded in front of him. What was wrong with Donnie that he liked all this reading and studying? How did April manage if this was what school was like every day? No wonder she was always complaining about it!

Leo was hardly a frequent visitor to the library, which may stand out to the regulars. The books surrounding him were equally out of character and explained a good amount of his suffering: books on the fae, psychics, and worst of all contract law. Was that a dictionary buried in there? Hard to say.

There were also a few Jupiter Jim or Baki Songfang comics mixed in, for moral support.

"This is the woooorrrssstt," he bemoaned, voice muffled as he was still face down on the table.

III. Assorted (Specify)

As tended to happen after a trip off-ship that went sideways, Leo was making a valiant effort to get back to his normal routine while denying how badly he was feeling. With mixed success, anyone who knew him well could see something was off with the usually social turtle. The training hall, skate park, sometimes even the observation room, and of course the turtle’s shared room were all places one could find Leo.