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Splinter picked up the teapot, and poured the reddish-brown liquid into his 'I heart NY' mug. Steam swirled into the air, thin wafts of warmth.
He gave it to Leonardo, "If you held onto your honor, my son, you and your brothers would be dead."
Leonardo took the cup with both hands, sighing, "I realize that." He was kneeling before his master, three-toed feet tucked under his shell. His back was marked with past battle wounds, gashes appearing deeper in the candlelight, "But what am I without my honor?"
Splinter stared at him, "Alive, and that is all that matters."