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º A small nod. A hand then gesturing forward in front of him, offering Donnie a seat º Care to drink some tea with me?

I am also doing well, thank you, Donatello.

I am pleased to hear.

And how are you, my son?

Greetings, everyone

Welcome back, April. I am also within the same boat of confusion-

Perhaps so. The Oroku Saki of my life is entirely strict, serious, sadistic. He has no care for any light within life.

You certainly exude a different aura. Whether that is for the best or not is yet to be determined. . But, what I do know is, the Shredder I am familiar with would not even consider these games you are trying to play

I. . . Have not an idea what you're talking about. . But, if you are as much trouble as the Shredder I am familiar with, then I care not for your 'points'

Hm. So it would seem that the Shredder hate is universal.

Greetings, my friends

I see Well, your apology is accepted Now, is there something you have learned from this little event?

Mistake? And how would you even begin to make such a mistake?

Why did you show me this image?

Casey

Before him, stepping into lowered view, Splinter emerges Was he real? Or was this a phantom? That is for Leo to decide. " My son. Answers do not always come to change. " The start of another round of consolidation begins, like times long ago

Staring in absolute disbelief, pure shock enters his body. It's not often that Splinter agrees to meet with someone outside of the lair and so the one time he feels its the right thing to do, it grants him with this special opportunity " . . . My friend. . ? "