"Alternates. Yeah, I could sing a few bars. Nothing quite that crazy though. Just fighting a guy trying to wipe us out by killing the original universe alternates or somethin'?" He shrugs, as he really doesn't understand it himself. "I dunno, this is my brother's bag, not mine."

Raph lets out a huff. "Eh, not so bad. My brothers and I have done more with less."

Mostly because they had to, and Raph isn't sure about a team where people are coming and going at all hours, always having to adjust dynamics and relationships but the first rule of being a badass is that you never, ever, admit when you aren't sure about your victory.