[His first instinct is to get annoyed, but... Raph's kind of right. His mask creases as his own snout crinkles again, eyes flicking back and forth against the grubby trash as he sifts through some more of it with his arm. This really is gross. He doesn't know how Sensei does it, either; the few times he was peeking out of the manhole, he was always so focused on watching for humans that he never really watched Splinter.]
But this is where Master Splinter looks! Maybe this one just doesn't have anything useful in it. [Determined, he leans forward and digs around a bit more. Then his fingers brush against something cold and slimy, and he yanks it out of the trash with a slight yelp.] Yuech!
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But this is where Master Splinter looks! Maybe this one just doesn't have anything useful in it. [Determined, he leans forward and digs around a bit more. Then his fingers brush against something cold and slimy, and he yanks it out of the trash with a slight yelp.] Yuech!