Everything had been going wrong in this place...everything but Michelangelo. And to almost lose the one thing he got right, it nearly crushed his heart. The former turtle meant so much to him. But he really did mean what he said. He thought so highly of his friend, he doubted anyone could be any wiser than his friend.

And as he began having breathing troubles, it almost subsided when he felt that touch on his face. Even with the human guise it felt so familiar, so safe. But he felt something new on his face, the contact of lips on his face. He stared at Mikey, feeling his heart murmur a bit. He asked, "What...what was that for?"