His arms have loosened a little. As much as he wants to cling to Leo, it's kind of tiring. At least he doesn't have to put too much effort in keeping his tail around them. Donnie lifts his head finally, staring a moment.

"...sleep? When was I supposed to ever sleep?" He doesn't even have any idea how long he's been here, or how long that storm had lasted, but sleep had been the last thing on his mind.