[A flash of color. Was that a hint of Pan Xiaohu? Donnie's not sure what to think but he catalogs the swell of emotion, something he's felt before. Something recent. Hope, perhaps. Maybe its offshoot. He's not sure but his own smile grows.
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There's always that odd sort of disconnect when you see someone in a setting outside of what you expect to see them in. Given that in this case it had been a dream, it's a surreal thing either way to see Li there. It's also nice to see her not spattered in blood.
Donatello springs from where he'd been leaning, yanking his hands from his pockets as he throws his arms outwards at either side of him. He's not really sure where he's meaning to go with the gesture but he hopes it's welcoming before he feels too awkward about it.]
Hey..!
[He lets his hands fall at his sides, his grin softening.]
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There's always that odd sort of disconnect when you see someone in a setting outside of what you expect to see them in. Given that in this case it had been a dream, it's a surreal thing either way to see Li there. It's also nice to see her not spattered in blood.
Donatello springs from where he'd been leaning, yanking his hands from his pockets as he throws his arms outwards at either side of him. He's not really sure where he's meaning to go with the gesture but he hopes it's welcoming before he feels too awkward about it.]
Hey..!
[He lets his hands fall at his sides, his grin softening.]
It's good to see you again, Xiaohu.