Future Leo looks at his little girl in med bay in the base he saw her arm chop up in bandages still unconscious

Future Leo grabs a wet cloth place it on her head sigh sadly: I’m sorry I don’t protect you my sweet pea

Young Leo: how’s she’s doing sprout?

Future Leo sigh sadly: not doing good pop tart her fever getting high and she still unconscious from loss of her blood from her missing arm

Young Donnie: I made her medication for pain and bring her fever down

Future Leo smiles: thanks