Normally, this kind of thing would send Raph's temper right off the deep end. But this time, there is that indignant swell of rage blooming in his gut. There is that feeling like he's fighting every inch of his body to keep himself from just punching Leo in the face. But the usual fire just isn't there.

"I can do what I want, Leo," he growls lowly, shoving his hand away. "Bein' tired is not puttin' us in danger. It ain't enough of a reason."