Some time ago, you came up with an idea which you called ‘color therapy’. Basically you just lay someone down and paint their back/chest. And since you saw how Raph was overworking himself a little and a bit stressed with all the action going on, you asked him if you could paint his shell. He, of course, was worried that his spikes could hurt or scratch you, but you reassured him it’s fine.

so here you were, with a giant alligator snapping turtle laying on his plastron, while you paint his shell. He occasionally let out purrs, chirps or little hums. He was very relaxed.