[It worked. His blood feels spicy in a way it shouldn't, his skin is on fire (Leo thinks almost literally when he looks down and sees the bright glowing light from the tattoos down his arm and hand even as the light starts to fade). But it worked. There's a body there that doesn't look wrong for the first time since he started these attempts.
So he crawls closer, hovering carefully over and his heart stops in his chest for a few seconds because that's him, that's him.
With the time to recover and rebuild, Donnie had the time to make Leo a proper prosthetic and not a repurposed one from his bots. He'd been annoyed when Leo showed up and needed a leg as well with no clear explanation. the missing bits inside are easier to hide at least. But his ninpo pulses wildly as the black and vivid angry purple of the ritual dissipate from the circle and Leo is left with... Peter. Whole and unharmed.
He swallows hard and touches his hand to Peter's cheek, tears in his eyes.]
Hey... Peter. It's um. I-it's like. Middle of the night.
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So he crawls closer, hovering carefully over and his heart stops in his chest for a few seconds because that's him, that's him.
With the time to recover and rebuild, Donnie had the time to make Leo a proper prosthetic and not a repurposed one from his bots. He'd been annoyed when Leo showed up and needed a leg as well with no clear explanation. the missing bits inside are easier to hide at least. But his ninpo pulses wildly as the black and vivid angry purple of the ritual dissipate from the circle and Leo is left with... Peter. Whole and unharmed.
He swallows hard and touches his hand to Peter's cheek, tears in his eyes.]
Hey... Peter. It's um. I-it's like. Middle of the night.