"This is starting to become a habit." Raph growled as he looked over the shoulder of his youngest brother.
"Maybe more déjà vu than anything else." Donnie replied while he began to run scans with his wrist computer. "My scans indicate that she has loose joints."
"She couldn't have fallen that hard." Leo said as he looked up from the side stairwell that led down to the alleyway where they were being concealed.
"Where did you find her?"
"On 43rd." The girl looked no older than 16. She wore a teal sun dress with a white cardigan. A matching hijab was wrapped around her head. Her pink camo knapsack hung loosely from her shoulders while a pair of forearm crutches lay beside her.
"We should get her to a hospital." Leo suggested while Donnie adjusted the girls glasses.
"There's no need."
"What are you talking about? You just said that she has loose joints."
"I did, but they weren't caused by her fall. So there's no need to take her to a hospital, but we should get her somewhere safe."
"Good idea. I think I saw a bench near the cross walk."
"We are not ditching her there!"
"Then what do you suggest, fearless leader?" Raphael had asked the question, but he already knew the answer. "Oh no! Don't even think about it!"