Her declaration leaves him speechless, eyes the size of saucers blink at her. She thinks she's ready, doesn't she. Oh but she has no idea. None what so ever.

Raph holds her gaze for as long as he can stand it, but then eventually is forced to look away out of fear. Some great warrior he's turning out to be.

He pulls his arm back, running his open palm across his scalp.

"What do you want to know?" he says quietly. So quiet, that if she wasn't expecting him to speak she might have missed it.