Damn it, Don! That fucking hurts!
I know it hurts, Raph. Stop fighting me so that I can figure out why it hurts.
Son of a…! Quit it already!
Just let me take a look! I can't do that if you keep pushing me away!
I don't need ya ta take a look! I'm fine! Now let me go!
Glare and growl at me all you want! I'm not letting you leave! Now you sit down and do not move again until I say that you can, got it?!
…wow, he caved fast. It's usually a struggle to convince Raph that he needs to get doctored up. This time he relents the second I raise my voice.
That's definitely out of character for Raph. But then again…it's out of character for me to yell at him. Which probably explains that surprised look on his face.
Well, I'm sorry, Raph. I guess I'm just a tad bit upset about seeing you like this and you trying to play it off like it's no big deal. Blood is supposed to be inside your body, not out side of it. Now will you just hold still while I check out your ribs.
…fuck…hurry up, would ya?
Can't really make this process go faster, Raph. Not if you want me to do a proper job. Hang in there a bit longer.
…hmm…none of your ribs seem to be broken…
Peachy.
…at the very least they're bruised. So you're going to have to be out of commission for a while until they can heal properly. I know you're going to hate this, but I'm giving you pain meds…
…I don't want that crap…
…a mild dose because otherwise you're night is going to be pure misery and you won't get any sleep. You're also going to put ice on your ribs…
…what the hell for?...
…to bring the swelling down. That takes care of your ribs. Now for the rest of you…
…I just…I just can't believe that all these cuts and bruises are from Leo. I'm mean, sure, you guys have tussled plenty of times in the past, but…I'd expect this kind of damage from a scuffle on the streets. Not one inside the lair.
Maybe it's none of my business, Raph, but I have to ask:
What in the shell is happening between you two?