"Stop talking about me," Raphael grouses as he pulls himself back up to the roof, one-handed. He's so talented. He also managed to spill only a third of the water, Don, be grateful and here it is.

Please ignore that new nick on his plastron, he just managed to catch one of Mikey's better-hidden traps on it. No big, no blood; don't mention it either, he'll be humiliated.