He refuses to sit down, he doesn't think he could, instead he sets to pacing. It always feels better when he's moving. Doing something.

Mikey was usually very chatty, not like Rung would really know that, they hadn't really met, even if they knew about each other through various means.

For now he was struggling to find the right words to say. He wanted to yell and ask Rung why and maybe there was a point, when he was younger, he would have.

For now he just sends Rung a glare and huffs out a breath.

"Donnie has a really big heart, even if he doesn't show it the way other people thinks he should." Even his brothers had been guilty of that one growing up. "But I don't get that if you hate seeing us hurt, why you had to go and make things worse."

It comes out snippy and sharp and he doesn't care, actually, he hopes it stings.