Raph almost froze again, glancing down at his little brother, feeling the weight in the sigh given. The muscles in his body gradually relaxed, but he didn't move, not right away, allowing Donnie the time to deflate properly.

He didn't understand Donnie's thought processes. Something about the way he said 'stuck' didn't sit right. He barely scraped the surface of how that intelligent mind worked and all he could do now was support him physically.

The corner of his mouth quirked. "Bein' stuck isn't long-term. Ya just gotta work through it." The larger turtle half-smiled with encouragement, bumping a fist lightly against the purple one's arm. "'Sides, it's better than bein' alone an' separate, yeah? 'Cause we're a team. We work together to get outta whatever mess we get into."