Somehow, Raph dodged a bullet with the medicine, but you won't see him complaining. Instead, he's content to drain the rest of his water glass, putting the empty cup on the coffee table before he nestles himself more comfortably in his seat. Which means throwing one arm over the back of the couch and sprawling out until he's crowding Leo a little. Bumping knees and shoulders in a way that feels good. Reassuring. And it soothes away a little of the sting of homesickness that comes with seeing Don again after so long.

He's gonna get all the rest he needs right here, surrounded by his almost-family. It only feels right.

"How long were you out there?" He asks tiredly. "I mean, before you found out we were here."