The kid opened his mouth and then closed it as he reconsidered what he'd been about to say. No, he supposed he hadn't really gone over any specifics, but it wasn't like many asked, and it was surprising really, just how many people were so accepting of giant humanoid turtles around here.

"I am a mutant, just not in terms of like...I guess Billy," Donnie said, hugging his arms around his new boots as he tried very hard not to let his thoughts go back to that place he'd seen in their dreams. He didn't realize he was squeezing his eyes shut so tightly then.

Tony's follow-up question was a curveball that helped him break away from the memory of that torture room and its cruel implements, a surprised and somewhat indignant laugh blurting from his lips.

"I can eat people food!" he huffed. "Pizza is my preference."