|| cont. with @restrainedcontrol ||
He says nothing as Raph pulls him in, Casey’s arms folding around the other’s shell, doing his best to engulf and comfort his best friend. It tore the vigilante up inside to see Raphael like this, beaten and broken down. His blood boiled at the words that had been spewed, aimed purposefully at the terrapin’s tender heart.
There’s nothing he could say to try and make Raphael feel any better, so all he has to offer is this.
Warmth, comfort, a shoulder to lay on, arms to hold onto.
“ I'm here for ya’, Raph.... “













