[ Macaque glances at his phone, and that's how the timing goes sometimes. It's fine, he'll handle it, and Donnie will see the text when he's done with whatever's tying his hands. ]

She's been a lot of places. Everyone added their own layers, including more time. [ Some neutral, like the pigeon thing, and some very much horrifying, like Nyssa and all the torture. ] It'll take a minute, but she'll come back now that she has the mental space to recover.

[ He wraps her in a tight embrace, hands low on her back, keeping up a steady stream of affectionate and soothing chirps. Care, support, family, love. ]

Donnie will be here as soon as he can. Keep breathing, I've got you.