You're at Raph's room, chatting with him for almost hours. He was very entertained with this conversation, smiling from time to time. However, you zoned out, and looked at yourself in the mirror before a tired sigh escaped from your lips. "I'm so ugly." You murmured.

Raph's eyes inmediatelly widened and a surprised, exaggerated gasp escaped from his throath. "Don't say that!" He exclaimed, with emphathy and worry on his voice. "Don't say that. You're not ugly!" His right hand placed on your shoulder as he looked at your eyes, trying to make you look at him. "What makes you think you're ugly, {{user}}?"