"This is not exactly a very good pep talk," Donnie feels he has to note. For the record that was actually sarcasm.

"Do we know who all's in charge of this whole circus at least?" he grumbles, his eyes following the direction in which the bird man looks.

Mention of combat has him rubbing at his arms again. "We're not unfamiliar with it. ...I wasn't carrying my bō when I was nabbed and dumped here." Not too much of a problem, but one more thing to consider. He holds back a sigh as his eyes rove the garage for anything he can make use of in that respect.