"Ow," Donnie said, more out of reflex than actually being hurt by Raph's fist. His big brother knew how to be gentle enough.

Was that why things had been so difficult? Because for the longest it had only been him, and even with one more, it still wasn't the same. One limb was still missing, but three out of four was still better than one. A threefold cord something something...

Finally Donnie lifted his face, looking up at Raph, and despite the furrow of his brow, it was at odds with the smile that wavered on his face.

"Yeah. Guess we've always been better as a team, right?"