[There's the sound of the communicator being fumbled with, and soft child noises of frustration and curiosity.]
[Then Don speaks, voice very, very young; an uncertain stage whisper and wavering like a child at the end of his ropes. The words muffle halfway through as he accidentally puts his thumb over the mouthpiece]
M-master Splinter?
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Splinter's here. It'll be okay, Donny, I promise...
[FFF WHAT IS GOING ON.]
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Besides, I think your dad would've kicked my scrawny butt if I tried to land a hand on him.
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What stupid things?
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