It made his stomach churn to see Mikey cry again. He returned to hugging and nuzzling Michelangelo. Sometimes the digital world was both a blessing and a curse. Right now it was more a curse.

Monodramon, against his better judgement, ran up to hug Leatherhead's back, being so small didn't quite measure up. Duke merely let his palm connect with his face.

Leatherhead noticed, but kept focusing on Michelangelo. He rubbed the human's back, murmuring softly, "...let's go back. I want to go back."