Raph made a 'pfft' noise. "Kicking shell is the best part in my opinion." He smirked, cracking his knuckles for emphasis.

He definitely was weirded out now about this timeline thing. By the sounds of it, Donatello was from his future. Ugh - the idea made his head hurt. "Don't even tell me Don..." He waved a hand when the other turtle's phrase trailed off. "You'll ruin the surprise." He joked weakly, not wanting to show how strange the idea was to him. He was a little confused at the request but he nodded.

Raph laughed at the whole poison thing. "Well you said yourself you tested it and it was fine right? I'll live." He took another chomp out of his sandwich, washing it down with water. "I still don't think they'd bother poisonin' it after this 'mighty need' they have for everyone bein' here." He gestured at the envelope. "They sounded pretty desperate and stuff." He glanced over at his brother.

"Have you learned anything new about all this stuff mentioned in the letters? Ya know...anything they happened to not mention?"