"This is insane," said Raphael.

"Drink your iodine and shut up," said Donnie.

They were all in the cockpit, crowded around Raph's console. On screen, the Kraang boarding shuttles advanced on them in a slow, inexorable circle of death.

"Are we going to make it?" said Mikey.

"It'll be close." Donnie's fingers moved lightning fast over the screens. "But the jump is set." He looked up and met Leo's gaze. Leo waited for a sarcastic remark about doing it right, but Donnie just said, "Raph can set it off."

"Run this crazy shit plan of yours past me one more time?" said Raph.

Leo breathed out through his nose, trying to stay calm in the searchlight brightness of three distinct gazes; blue, green, brown. "Donnie will go down to the engine room and make a neutrino package while Mikey and I distract the space worm. Mikey will run the canister down to the torpedo tubes and lure the worm into a tube while Donnie brings the engine back on line. I will fire the torpedo at the Kraang ship. Raph, as soon as the torpedo leaves, you jump us to the next star. Simple."

"Yeah, simple." Raph snorted. "And if something goes wrong?"

"If something goes wrong, you will fire on the Kraang ships," said Leo. He forced his gaze to meet each of his brothers in turn. "Better to die under fire than under Kraang torture."

Raph met his gaze and nodded, his expression fierce. Mikey swallowed and nodded, his eyes bright. Donnie wouldn't look at him.

"Donnie."

Donnie kept his gaze on the screens, clearly struggling with his thoughts. After a moment he stood, and faced Leo. "Let's do this."