Man, your world is absolutely weiiirrrd. [He wrinkles his nose at the thought but doesn't pursue the topic.

He hangs back, watching Donnie. He's not Donatello brilliant, he never will be, but he's observant.

The guy is jumping from idea to idea given the way his expression shifts. This Donnie is already making plans, building up something in his head. He makes Leo think of Splinter in a few ways.]

I mean, this place has people stuck here for years. It's definitely a system already in place. Not impossible to break, but people are settled. It's going to require some actual picking at the system for any actual weaknesses to reveal themselves. [He reveals his hand a little too much before shifting into something more casual. An air of teenager arrogance coming back to the surface.]

Pizza. Nearly everything but brussel sprouts. Mikey always makes 'em chewy. I can cook just fine if you want me to take a shot at it. Like, my comics, my skateboard, my tv, my action figures, but none of those are here. I can handle a bed until I find cool stuff to build up.

[He snorts at that.] Mediating-? Uh, never.