"It does my heart glad to know he's finally found friends on his level," Raph joked, holding a hand to his heart as if touched. "I'm sure they'll find a lot of common ground in eating unidentifiable substances and in touching things they shouldn't touch."
He shook his head, the smile on his face making clear that all the joking was meant to be (mostly) affectionate, and picked up a pastry, cramming it into his mouth.
"So moving on from the subject of killer bee people and the horrifying jumps my brain is making in pointing out their existence means it's possible there could be people made of cockroaches instead of just giant ones..."
Just giant ones, as if he had experience with them already.
"What did you mean about your parents making LA their personal fiefdom? How exactly does one pull that off when feudalism ain't such a thing anymore?"
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He shook his head, the smile on his face making clear that all the joking was meant to be (mostly) affectionate, and picked up a pastry, cramming it into his mouth.
"So moving on from the subject of killer bee people and the horrifying jumps my brain is making in pointing out their existence means it's possible there could be people made of cockroaches instead of just giant ones..."
Just giant ones, as if he had experience with them already.
"What did you mean about your parents making LA their personal fiefdom? How exactly does one pull that off when feudalism ain't such a thing anymore?"