"Eh, I can be a kinky bastard sometimes, I guess," he shrugs with a laugh. It's not all that untrue.

For a moment, he considers the question, then looks down at the box of chocolate in his hand. "Weird? I dunno. Tate good to me," he admits. He's on what is probably his third at this point, and he's mind chew when he realizes that maybe they actually are a little weird. But he isn't positive it's the taste itself that's weird.

It's his nose that's weird. Donatello's nose. He doesn't have a nose. Well, surely he had a nose. But not a human nose. Actually... now that he was looking at him, didn't Donatello's whole head kind of look like a nose?

It was weird.

And it was actually kind of hard not to chuckle a little bit at the thought.

Why was he thinking about this?!