[Leo watches Raph dig in with no small amount of envy, but mostly, he's relieved that his brother is getting food. Growing up with such meager rations always guaranteed mealtimes to be hectic and frenzied affairs - once upon a time, they didn't even have the mental capacity to care about each other, and he wonders how Splinter kept them all from killing each other over scraps. But as they grew and Leo began recognizing his place among his brothers, the ache made in his chest by overpowering his brothers for food became even more painful than the ache of his empty stomach. He grew more inclined to share his portions - usually with Donatello, who never fought quite as roughly as Raph or Mikey did. The happiness in those dark eyes more than made up for the gnawing hunger in his gut.]
[Long story short, Leo hates being hungry, but he hates his brothers being hungry even more. They'll always eat before he does if he has anything to say about it.]
My whole name is Leonardo. [He says without taking his eyes away from his brother. A moment later his gaze does shift, regarding the Professor with a bit more warmth behind those gray eyes than before. He's certainly earned their full names.] And my brother is Raphael.
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[Long story short, Leo hates being hungry, but he hates his brothers being hungry even more. They'll always eat before he does if he has anything to say about it.]
My whole name is Leonardo. [He says without taking his eyes away from his brother. A moment later his gaze does shift, regarding the Professor with a bit more warmth behind those gray eyes than before. He's certainly earned their full names.] And my brother is Raphael.