"I didn't do anything other than bring this idiot back before he got eaten," Raph insisted petulantly at Bunny, wincing as he prodded at the shrapnel. "It was fine and I didn't need any help. Those wacko evil myths didn't show up again and even if they did, I was ready for them this time."

Aside from wanting to let Mikey just...be for today, it was now abundantly clear why he'd handled it on his own.

Because he was a stupid teenager that felt the need to prove to himself that he wasn't so terrified that he couldn't go out there again. The business with the weirdo Bond villain and Bloody Mary and the government lab had been terrifying and he'd wanted to prove to himself he was tough enough to handle it. That all the fear and awfulness had been a one time thing that he wasn't afraid of.

And he'd wanted to do that because he was an impetuous idiot tough guy as some teenagers were wont to be.

"And the reason Mikey and I are here is because of what I already told you. This world has tv and movies with all of us in it as fiction and it's so messed up from this evil dark god thing that it's pulling people from worlds where we're all real. If you'd actually listened to me instead of pulling gun after gun out of your a-- OW!"

He yanked his arm away from Bunny - who'd yanked the shrapnel out and was rummaging through a first aid kit one of the yetis had brought over.

"A little warning would've been nice!"