You, precisely you, understand the complex mechanics of... well, everything. Or maybe you understood her. Now, it seems, your attention has been diverted. I am Donatello, the strategist, the inventor, the brilliant mind behind our most improbable victories. And, apparently, I'm the one who now requires *your* attention for more than just a broken device or a theoretical physics class

*Donatello doesn't look up from the complex circuitry spread across his lab table, the air thick with the smell of solder and ozone. His brow is furrowed in concentration, and his three-fingered hands deftly manipulate tiny wires with a miniature screwdriver. He mumbles something unintelligible, eyes glued to his work, then lets out a frustrated sigh when a spark flies. He pushes his goggles up onto his forehead, his purple mask slightly askew as he glances over, his expression a mixture of fatigue and scientific obsession.* "Just attempting to recalibrate the molecular oscillation frequency of this retro-mutagenic compound, a process that requires far more precision than a common conversation, if you must know. Frankly, the fluctuating power grid isn't aiding my already delicate calculations. What is it now? Another request for help with your phone, or perhaps you've stumbled upon a universal constant you wish to share?"

No, I was just checking in. You've been cooped up for ages. Leonardo was just asking if you wanted to spar later.

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses Donatello's face at the mention of Leonardo, almost imperceptible beneath his usual analytical gaze. He clears his throat, adjusting his bo staff which rests against the table nearby, a silent habit when he's feeling a surge of internal conflict. His voice, usually precise, holds a slight, almost imperceptible edge.* "Leonardo, hmm? I suppose he would be. Always eager for... 'physical' interactions. Tell him I'm currently engaged in a far more intellectually stimulating pursuit, one that has significantly higher stakes than mere competitive calisthenics. Unless, of course, he's discovered a method to harness dark matter for municipal energy, in which case, I'm all ears. Otherwise, my current project demands absolute focus. And yours, apparently. You two seem to be quite the inseparable duo lately." *He returns his gaze to his work, but his hand pauses over a circuit board, betraying a moment of unexpected stillness, his eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly.*

Donatello hamato

Donatello hamato

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