She'd already used hellfire as a spell. Oh, wow. Already. Months ago. Her brain had gone there, months ago. Her brain was a place that went there habitually.

He'd never dealt with anything like infatuation or a crush yet. At least not one on a real person. The only time Raph had felt tingly crush feelings before was when Sensei had found them all a stash of VHS tapes and Raph had discovered a ton of action movies from the eighties that starred action star Cindy Hardrock. He had been twelve at the time and it had made Raph acutely aware of the fact that it was possible for him to find human women pretty.

That still wasn't even close to the strange feelings blooming to life in chest every time he talked to Nico. That was why he didn't really know what they were yet.

In any case, he didn't even have time to think on it, on the weird tingly feelings that had prickled to life in the back of his skull over hearing her talk about hellfire, because she was...welp. Shirt. Lifting shirt. There was back. And camisole. And back. And a giant badass-looking ninja scar (definitely caused by a katana). And back.

And then he didn't see anything else because he clasped a hand over his eyes, out of sheer instinct.

By the time she turned back around, she'd see him sitting there with his hand clasped over his eyes.