[In the meantime, Raph's pushed himself up on his bunk, tears still trailing down his cheeks. He really doesn't feel so good, and with the fresh smell of sick permeating the air, he's not sure if he has to throw up now, too.
There's a dazed expression on his face, and his color's gone far greener than it should be. For now he just swallows reflexively. He just doesn't want to get sick and make Splinter even more mad at him than he already is.]
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There's a dazed expression on his face, and his color's gone far greener than it should be. For now he just swallows reflexively. He just doesn't want to get sick and make Splinter even more mad at him than he already is.]