[Oh, no. He knows that expression on his brother's face all too well. They can't risk Raph throwing another tantrum, not here. A note of panic flutters in Leo's stomach, but he does his best to squash it, because he's the one in charge here. He looks around desperately, as though there might be food or other supplies lying right there if he looks hard enough.]
[But there aren't, of course. What should they do? Nervous but determined, Leo steps forward to put a stern hand on Raph's shoulder.] No, Raph! Think about Donnie and Mikey! We have to keep looking.
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[But there aren't, of course. What should they do? Nervous but determined, Leo steps forward to put a stern hand on Raph's shoulder.] No, Raph! Think about Donnie and Mikey! We have to keep looking.