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"So who's the strongest?"
Donnie stopped his typing and glanced up at the one hovering nearby. Trailing his eyes out to what had their focus.
Raph and Leo were in the middle of a game of keep away. Bounding off of each other. Leaving a mess in their wake of bent bars and cracked wood.
"That depends but a simple answer is Raph is the strongest without enhancements."
"Enhancements?"
"Well yes. We have to account for our ninpo and general mystic nonsense. If that's taken into the equation then Mikey is the strongest. Having easily lifted and thrown several tons in the past."
They go pale at the thought. Eyes turning round and wide.
Donnie returns to his phone.
Only to be interrupted with a new question.
"How do you keep up with that?"
"Another double question. Do you mean in terms of speed or in physical capacity?"
It was an obvious answer but if Donnie was going to be trifled with silly questions he'd ask his own.
"Like strength and stuff."
"Well none of us are exceptionally weak. Compared to humans we're all stunning examples of physical performance. Among each other..." He looked over to the two playing in the atrium. Leo showboating atop the jungle gym structure with the item in hand. Raph flat on his back and looking dizzy. "We try to compliment what the others may lack. In speed or finesse or strength or skill. I personally don't have to worry about 'keeping up'. I just have to help."
They go quiet and Donnie returns to his phone.
Content with himself.