Donnie is still wondering why he's even here. Aside from the obvious. Hardly would he admit to being just a slight bit just as clingy to his older not!brother, but that doesn't mean he appreciates being toted around like some purse dog.

He'd only been half-listening, but his takeaway pretty much focuses on a negative view of people, and he supposes at the very least, it probably wouldn't be great to say that people suck in front of a group of children.

He looks up at Raph, utterly baffled at the big blubbery tears welling up in the bigger turtle's eyes. What even.