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Having to lay down new ground rules for a mimic isn't something Donnie had anticipated. He'll have to put some thought into it.

He blinks and looks down at the mimic-turned cat, smiling crookedly. "Wow. That's not unusual at all," he says, sarcastic but amused. Reaching down, he scoops up the cat. "Raph will be ecstatic, I think. You haven't met my big brother yet, but you'll know him when you see him."

Nooo not thinking about the logistics of the effects of mimics eating Kraang matter, that's a headache for future Donnie...

It's like listening to a pleased tiger- more rumble than true purr, but clearly the mimic thinks all is right in the world again. Its person still loves it! "Merrwl"

An amused laugh claws its way out of Esmeryl's throat as she watches them. "Tell me about him as we walk?"

An idea has sparked in her brain: she could disguise with her holoform or the disguise tech after a fashion, but the question remains: How much does she want to expose the truth of her damage to her son?

Answer: No.

Donnie laughs, even as he tries to figure out the best way to hold such a big cat. In the end he gives up, setting the mimic back down on the ground. "You're a literal handful right now and my arms still hurt, so just stick close, okay?"

He smiles over at Esmeryl as they resume their trek.

"He's the oldest. And the biggest. Loves to punch things. He's gotten a whole lot better at planning before pummeling though. And he's always loved cute animals. Unfortunately a lot of the time the feeling has not been mutual."

Ilex can stick close! Not quite under the feet close, but close enough Donnie can likely feel as well as hear the happy purrs.

Esmeryl blinks, head tilting in a rather bird-like manner as she considers what she knows Donnie and his family. "Bigger than Leo?" Last she looked, the lanky turtle had been a bit of a beanpole in terms of height. "Perhaps this time shall be different."

Satisfied with that, Donnie continues to lead the way.

"Leo..?" It has the suggestion of 'well why wouldn't he be?' But he has to frown as he tries to claw through fuzzy thoughts, dusty information that doesn't come in an instant like a convenient electronic file search. Distantly he feels like he remembers something of how that had been, nice, efficient, clean and quick...but also cold, all edges and corners...

"Raph's like...over six feet tall. Nearly Mikey's height in breadth." A slight exaggeration, but it was close enough."

"Yes — though from what I understand, there were mitigating circumstances as to why Leo was taller."

Her tone is thoughtful, almost distracted as she recalls Leo. "Something about the spacebridge brings people in from different times. We never did figure out how it worked."

A low hum follows, wings shifting in faint agitation before she smooths it away, returning her gaze to Donnie. "I would like to meet him when you are all healed and I've found a better way than holograms to disguise myself."

As much as she believes she could easily take on three mystic-powered turtles who think her a Krang, it is also three against one, and she is very much NOT her true size.

She'll have to find something to spar against and fix any and all reactionary problems.

"The Primes..." Donnie finds himself saying, brow furrowing as the two words leave his mouth. "...I was...researching it. With Soundwave and Shockwave." It's frustrating trying to hang onto those memories, brief sparks of remembrance, and the details don't come as easily. He hasn't realized he'd stopped walking again in favor of closing his eyes, trying not to lose that train of thought.

"I can't remember if we found any more conclusive evidence, but...I know the energy that it took to bring anyone from beyond that universe was far beyond the capability of that ship."

Donnie seems reluctant as he opens his eyes again, letting the thoughts go. How easily they stream past his figurative fingertips. But he wasn't meant to remember them, was he? He stares down at his hand, flesh and blood, not magical stone. Fingers close into a fist.

"If you have the disguise tech with you, I can have a look at it later." It'd be something to do, and maybe looking at foreign tech would help jog his brain some.

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