[Eats to about the halfway point, then rolls the sandwich back up in the wax paper and puts it in the bag.]
[Eyes that critically.] Don, you eat like a bird. [Almost done with his sandwich.]
[Raph, you eat like a pig. He loves you anyway.]
[8|] You're not trainin' so you never got any appetite. Master Splinter would smack you upside the head so quick it'd make your eyes roll. [Grin.]
[Grimace. Knows this already.]
[Yeah, but he has to tease you about it.]
[And yet he's not allowed to tease YOU about your eating habits? Good thing he's the patient one.]
[Raph gives it out but can never take it. Just a facet of his charming personality.]
[Waits for Raph to finish eating.]
[Well he's done now. 8| Still gonna nag you 'cause you didn't respond and he CARES.] You're gettin' kinda skinny, bro. I'm kinda worried about you, I guess. Like if you go back, if you get ambushed or somethin'. And it ain't my time so...
[He freezes in the middle of getting up.]
You gonna answer me or what? At least defend yourself.
[He slowly sits back down, folding his legs into a kneeling position.] Raph, I don't think it works like that.
Like what?
I think we're in a kind of time-pocket. When we go home, nothing will have happened to us.
[Frowns. Looks off into the water stubbornly.]
Raph... I know you won't like this answer, but I don't think it matters if we train here. When we go back, we'll have trained just that morning. We won't have lost anything at all.
[Turns back to Don somewhat viciously.] So you're just gonna give up!? Just...piss it all away 'cause you don't give a shit. And what if we don't go back, huh?
[Turns away, sighs heavily.]
You're just gonna do nothin' for however longer we're stuck here? [Glares angrily straight ahead.]
Raph, you know I've never wanted it. And in four and a half months here, I've managed to not need to fight anyone. I...
[Still glaring and not looking. He knows what you're gonna say.]
[Beats his fist against the ground.] I DON'T WANT TO DO IT! [... There.]
[He turns back and blinks with a look of shock.]
[Breathing hard.]
Don, I... [Sigh.] I know you never liked it but I didn't think you hated it.
[Sad look.] Raph, I'm happy for you. You like what our family does. You're good at it. But it's not for me. [Closes his eyes.] That's my cage.
[His eyes briefly flick back to Don] Do what? Train with your brothers? Protect yourself? You can't always have what you want, Don. I'd think you'd learned that by now. This ain't a damn vacation! Stop treatin' it like one!
[Hard:] It is for me. [Gets up, walks to the edge of the lake.]
[Raph won't follow him. He'll just sit there, glaring at him moodily.]
Fight at the lake
[Eyes that critically.] Don, you eat like a bird. [Almost done with his sandwich.]
[Raph, you eat like a pig. He loves you anyway.]
[8|] You're not trainin' so you never got any appetite. Master Splinter would smack you upside the head so quick it'd make your eyes roll. [Grin.]
[Grimace. Knows this already.]
[Yeah, but he has to tease you about it.]
[And yet he's not allowed to tease YOU about your eating habits? Good thing he's the patient one.]
[Raph gives it out but can never take it. Just a facet of his charming personality.]
[Waits for Raph to finish eating.]
[Well he's done now. 8| Still gonna nag you 'cause you didn't respond and he CARES.] You're gettin' kinda skinny, bro. I'm kinda worried about you, I guess. Like if you go back, if you get ambushed or somethin'. And it ain't my time so...
[He freezes in the middle of getting up.]
You gonna answer me or what? At least defend yourself.
[He slowly sits back down, folding his legs into a kneeling position.] Raph, I don't think it works like that.
Like what?
I think we're in a kind of time-pocket. When we go home, nothing will have happened to us.
[Frowns. Looks off into the water stubbornly.]
Raph... I know you won't like this answer, but I don't think it matters if we train here. When we go back, we'll have trained just that morning. We won't have lost anything at all.
[Turns back to Don somewhat viciously.] So you're just gonna give up!? Just...piss it all away 'cause you don't give a shit. And what if we don't go back, huh?
[Turns away, sighs heavily.]
You're just gonna do nothin' for however longer we're stuck here? [Glares angrily straight ahead.]
Raph, you know I've never wanted it. And in four and a half months here, I've managed to not need to fight anyone. I...
[Still glaring and not looking. He knows what you're gonna say.]
[Beats his fist against the ground.] I DON'T WANT TO DO IT! [... There.]
[He turns back and blinks with a look of shock.]
[Breathing hard.]
Don, I... [Sigh.] I know you never liked it but I didn't think you hated it.
[Sad look.] Raph, I'm happy for you. You like what our family does. You're good at it. But it's not for me. [Closes his eyes.] That's my cage.
[He looks away again, muttering quietly.] Family's falling apart.
Raph, I'm sorry. I can't do this now.
[His eyes briefly flick back to Don] Do what? Train with your brothers? Protect yourself? You can't always have what you want, Don. I'd think you'd learned that by now. This ain't a damn vacation! Stop treatin' it like one!
[Hard:] It is for me. [Gets up, walks to the edge of the lake.]
[Raph won't follow him. He'll just sit there, glaring at him moodily.]