snappingturtle | SANDBOX

[He's been pretty quiet since. Stuff happened. The last thing he really said was Raph's name, a frightened pleading shout that screamed his need for help when Shredder was shredding him. And despite managing the escape he's pretty useless now. His leg is fucked, his shell is cracked, there's slashes from Shredder's claws across his exposed flesh. Shredder had wanted Splinter to see just how much he made his child endure.

But that was all then, this is now. And with Raph giving him that look Mikey is slowly~ trying to straighten up and move to stay upright on his own]

We're cool.

[There isn't any part of this that's okay. Raphael finally reaches out to gently push him back down, face stern but still showing undercurrents of unease]

He said rest.

[Says the guy who dove straight into and through attacks to get to Mikey as soon as he overcame the worm. He only looks slightly better than Mikey, a few new light scrapes and dings on his shell and deep scratches anywhere that's exposed, especially on his arms]

[let's Raph get him back down, not fighting it at all.]

I'm resting. Ish.

You oughta rest more too. You look like you stuck your hand in a paper shredder.

[lets out a soft huff]

Just worry about yourself.

[stays quiet for several moments]

I'm really sorry I couldn't help, Raph. I didn't know what to do. And then Shredder was way scary and I couldn't...