"...that's pretty vague," Donnie mumbled over the intermittent spark of the metal which each application of the wand. He did a lot of things, techy things, science things, plant things. It was a lot of ground to cover and he doubted that that was really the intent here, but he was only half listening.

But he had learned enough about this Mikey to know that it took a bit for him to get around to actually saying what he wanted to say. He'd accounted it for nervous chatter, so he waited, continuing until that point was finally made.

He wasn't sure he was expecting that, even if it did seem like a very Mikey thing to say. Donnie finished up one more solder before he pushed up his goggles, finally looking over at the other turtle. "You're not just saying that because you think I need to feel better or something, are you? I know our fun camping trip turned out to be anything but, so I can hardly blame you if you'd rather do your own thing for a while."