That's unexpected, but Donatello's not going to object to it. Not freezing is something he can agree with.
He can't help but give Dustin a brief look and gesture towards the frozen landscape outside the windows in a 'where'm I going to go?' manner before he turns to look back at the rest of the greenhouse. "A few hours," he acknowledges, deciding it's probably best not to antagonize the guy doing you a favor, at least not too much. He reaches towards his left forearm as though to tap at something before pausing and scowling at the lack of his computer there. Squinting towards the foggy glass, he tries to make out where the sun is before shrugging, he'll just...wing it. Uck.
Oh. Maybe he should...
"...thanks," he adds, sliding a look back towards Dustin.
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He can't help but give Dustin a brief look and gesture towards the frozen landscape outside the windows in a 'where'm I going to go?' manner before he turns to look back at the rest of the greenhouse. "A few hours," he acknowledges, deciding it's probably best not to antagonize the guy doing you a favor, at least not too much. He reaches towards his left forearm as though to tap at something before pausing and scowling at the lack of his computer there. Squinting towards the foggy glass, he tries to make out where the sun is before shrugging, he'll just...wing it. Uck.
Oh. Maybe he should...
"...thanks," he adds, sliding a look back towards Dustin.