All at once the turtle freezes, head slooooowly turning in the direction the voice had come. He takes a moment more once he sees the woman who had apparently spoken, blinking as he processes this. Alien planet, blue lady, sure, why not?

His hunched up frame eases into a straighter position as the woman continues to explain. Oh, he can understand it quite well. In fact, he turns an offended look towards the space ship as though it's betrayed him, which in his mind it has, simply by not being assigned to him.

But all is not lost, given that the blue lady still has things to say. Donatello glances back at her before leaning to the side to look in the direction of the shuttles she points out. "'First Blood' and 'Flygood', huh. I can see the naming mechanisms are hit or miss too." Well, he knows which one he's going to check out first, and begins to bound towards the First Blood before pausing mid-stride.

"-hang on, so does that mean I'm potentially assigned to some other ship then?"