[Leonardo's reaction is instinctual - as Raph goes still with comprehension of the situation, Leo huddles tightly in front of him, pushing the both of them against the wall with insect-like scritching sounds on the brickwork. His own shell facing out into the open alley, Leo cranes his neck to watch with intensity as the shadow spills over wet asphalt, drawing closer and closer like a growing pool of liquid.]
[His stomach jumps straight into his throat, and he presses into Raph a little more, trying to squish them both against the wall as much as possible. No way is anyone gonna get him, and especially not his brother.]
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[His stomach jumps straight into his throat, and he presses into Raph a little more, trying to squish them both against the wall as much as possible. No way is anyone gonna get him, and especially not his brother.]