[It's rare that Donatello gives these kinds of speeches. Even rarer that there's this much emotion behind them, something he's feeling particularly strongly about. It's good to hear. Even if Leo may not be in the right mindset to hear it, to accept it. Some part of him is still stuck in that dimension, floating in the dark having not made it back out with the rest of him.
But he listens.
A ninja's greatest weapon, huh.
Hope doesn't make the panic stop. Hope doesn't stop the way his nerves freeze when he hears metal clanging against solid foundation. It doesn't stop the way that, when it's deathly quiet at night and he's the only one awake, he can still hear his brothers pleading for him to find another way.
Had their father ever intended for things to turn out like this? When he started letting them learn ninjutsu, is this what he'd had in mind? For them to be heroes saving the world from otherworldly beings when they're just sixteen?
But Donnie is trying. He's trying so hard.
He can't lift his arm properly for a fist bump or a forearm tap, but he can just lift his fist enough to show what he wants, watching Donnie quietly. An offer. An almost promise for the time being. He'll try.]
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But he listens.
A ninja's greatest weapon, huh.
Hope doesn't make the panic stop. Hope doesn't stop the way his nerves freeze when he hears metal clanging against solid foundation. It doesn't stop the way that, when it's deathly quiet at night and he's the only one awake, he can still hear his brothers pleading for him to find another way.
Had their father ever intended for things to turn out like this? When he started letting them learn ninjutsu, is this what he'd had in mind? For them to be heroes saving the world from otherworldly beings when they're just sixteen?
But Donnie is trying. He's trying so hard.
He can't lift his arm properly for a fist bump or a forearm tap, but he can just lift his fist enough to show what he wants, watching Donnie quietly. An offer. An almost promise for the time being. He'll try.]