Warily watching the settling rock, Donnie winces as he moves to get to his feet. He rolls his neck, looking around for wherever his tech-bō had been flung.

"Are you talking about you or me?" he grumbles in Accelerator's direction, flexing his fingers. Things could've gone smoother, but that could have been a whole lot worse too. His eyes fall upon the nearest glowing shards, brow furrowing as he slowly stoops down to get a better look at them.

The ones near Accelerator don't glow as brightly, but there does seem to be some faint pull at the esper, trying to entice him to pick them up.

Donnie reaches out before pulling his hand back, looking a little concerned. He holds one hand close to him, the other tipping his goggles down.