[The younger Donatello catches sight of Robert's persona, and draws back, curious but afraid, before blinking out of existence as Don moves down the corridor.]
I guess that goes for both of us.
[He slings an arm around Robert's shoulders. Behind him, unseen, an image of a very ancient-looking Turtle fades into view.]
[Action]
I guess that goes for both of us.
[He slings an arm around Robert's shoulders. Behind him, unseen, an image of a very ancient-looking Turtle fades into view.]