It sure did talk like Raph. And act like Raph. And... "Eyew, gross, it even smells like him..."

Donnie was feeling conflicted at that. If the storm facsimiles could even reproduce such a stench... He shook his head. But no, what if it really...really was...

He found himself stepping out from behind corner of the building he'd been watching from, still hugging his staff close, but it still took effort for him to finally breach his silence.

"Raph..?"