Oh. Yeah. [And then Leo has his moment of realization that their species-based nickname for a genre of food didn't actually apply when you have humans not from (his) Earth. Whoops.] That's, uh, just what we called the food we first found topside. Humans all over the world back home eat pizza, I think, and - now we do too. New York has some of the best.
[Leo's chuckle of agreement on her bathing evaluation is tired, barely more than a single huff.] That means you'll be faster; you should go first. [Wincing, he lowers himself onto the solid end-table. Once he gets the weight off his legs, it's not an uncomfortable seat for a turtle, and prevents soot from getting onto fabric anywhere. He sighs in relief.]
Pretty sure it's tomorrow. [Leo rubs the back of his neck and closes his eyes at the ache.] Definitely tomorrow…
Look, I don't know how far you have to go, but – you're welcome to crash out here. [She saved Mikey's life and seems about as tired as Leo himself; there is no way he's going to make her walk home. If she's still here in the morning and on the slim chance Raphael actually has a problem with that, he can take it up with Leo.]
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[Leo's chuckle of agreement on her bathing evaluation is tired, barely more than a single huff.] That means you'll be faster; you should go first. [Wincing, he lowers himself onto the solid end-table. Once he gets the weight off his legs, it's not an uncomfortable seat for a turtle, and prevents soot from getting onto fabric anywhere. He sighs in relief.]
Pretty sure it's tomorrow. [Leo rubs the back of his neck and closes his eyes at the ache.] Definitely tomorrow…
Look, I don't know how far you have to go, but – you're welcome to crash out here. [She saved Mikey's life and seems about as tired as Leo himself; there is no way he's going to make her walk home. If she's still here in the morning and on the slim chance Raphael actually has a problem with that, he can take it up with Leo.]