[Peter reaches out to Mikey with his own ninpo, trying to return the same feeling, even as he continues just pouring his own healing factor into Leo. The private connection swells with magic, with love, as much as Peter can put into it.
Explanations are exchanged, plans are made, and all they can really do is wait. The riot is being cleaned up and sorted by trusted people.
Peter stays with Leo, sticking to the infirmary. Once Leo is out of danger he's moved to a curtained off part of the room for recovery. Peter makes himself at home there. Casey insists on staying for a good while until Sunita appears, scooping him up to get him settled down for some sleep.
Peter just sits next to the bed, loose bits of paper being folded into shaky attempts at turtles since he feels too frazzled for finesse.]
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Explanations are exchanged, plans are made, and all they can really do is wait. The riot is being cleaned up and sorted by trusted people.
Peter stays with Leo, sticking to the infirmary. Once Leo is out of danger he's moved to a curtained off part of the room for recovery. Peter makes himself at home there. Casey insists on staying for a good while until Sunita appears, scooping him up to get him settled down for some sleep.
Peter just sits next to the bed, loose bits of paper being folded into shaky attempts at turtles since he feels too frazzled for finesse.]