"You think I'm afraid of a fight?" Raph snaps with a lot more heat than he'd intended, glaring angrily over his shoulder. All right, so maybe all of this already has driven him crazy. Time to dial it back before his temper gets out of control.

Sighing through gritted teeth, he tries to force himself to relax a little, turning his glare at the floor as he talks. "I got no problem with fighting, and it ain't like we got much of a choice, anyways."