[He hates this. He hates this, specifically, seeing what needs to be done and not having a plan, no clear way to get things done. Raph would just smash his way through but Leo can usually see a different path.
There just... isn't one here. He looks back at the smoke again. And it's clear the way his shoulders slump that he knows there's no other real answer here. This city has its own things in place for situations, and they don't have anything to help.
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There just... isn't one here. He looks back at the smoke again. And it's clear the way his shoulders slump that he knows there's no other real answer here. This city has its own things in place for situations, and they don't have anything to help.
Mask back on, he takes a clean breath and nods.]