What is he expecting? An attack? Donnie's thoughts are already a swirl in panic, all questioning the integrity of the Prison Dimension, wondering why his brother nearly died if one of the Kraang could have escaped again so easily? As irrational a thing as it might be to think that he could single-handedly take one on, his immediate thought is to take care of the problem before his brothers find out, before they get involved, get hurt, get almost killed, get-

It speaks, and what's more, it's actually offering an introduction aside from a question. Does...it not know? No, not it. Esmeryl. His brow furrows, a frown tugging at his lips. That name, there's...something familiar about it.

Being called a child helps him gather a bit more of himself. He snorts.

"As if you don't know! First time I've heard any Kraang offer a name though."