Leonardo inhaled slowly, searching for his centre as he blocked out the sound around him. He wasn't meditating or at least he wasn't officially meditating, he was sitting on the couch as Raph and Mikey fought over the remote, oblivious to his struggle to wrangle his emotions into the semblance of perfect calm and total control he usually radiated outwards.

His brothers had no idea, at least he didn't think they did, of the turbulent emotions that usually boiled within him. Raphael was considered the hot-head, easily angered but only because he was the one who exploded in fits of rage. They never witnessed the cold fury that burned inside Leo's veins at the slightest provocation. They didn't know that he rose early to begin his strenuous training to try burn off the anger and impatience, to punish himself for his dark thoughts and instead believed he was just obsessed with perfect form and technique. Well, he was too… but it was more as a result of using it as a tool to control his inner demons, give them something to focus on other than his brothers.

Said brothers were now wrestling on the floor, kicking and biting and getting increasingly louder. He fisted his hands on his thighs and clenched his jaw. The impulse to grab them, pull them apart and yell at them to shut up was getting almost impossible to ignore and he considered it was time to excuse himself to his room, maybe they wouldn't suspect anything if he skipped movie night. His mind filled with unwanted visions of him throwing them across the room, forcing them into submission and discipline and he knew he had to leave but before he could open his mouth to say anything a warm hand fell on his shoulder and he nearly jumped. Outwardly he hadn't moved but his heart galloped in his chest at the unexpected contact, ready for a fight.

"Leo." Don's gentle voice whispered into his ear, his touch soothing his frayed nerves as if he were physically smoothing out the sharp edges in his mind. "Come to the lab for a moment," he urged and walked away from him before he could get an answer so Leonardo had no choice but to follow.

Once in the lab, Donatello didn't seem to need anything from him. "Just thought you could use a break from those two and I could use the company." He answered his unspoken question with a soft smile and half a shrug before getting back to work.

Maybe he wasn't being as secretive as he thought or maybe it was impossible to hide something like this from Donatello's keen mind. Nevertheless, no more words were exchanged on the subject and instead they spent the rest of the night speaking quietly, Leonardo serving as a sounding board for Don to bounce ideas off of, his exercises in control forgotten as they conversed.