"No thanks," he says automatically, one hand lifting to wave off his cousin's offer. He stays put for a few seconds, testing the bitter flavor coating his throat. It tastes awful. But as Master Splinter would say, paraphrased... that just means it's working.

When Don speaks, though, Leo lifts his head to squint at his brother. "You should take it easy too," he suggests gently. "Eat something and catch up on sleep."