Donatello hears you crying in your room one night, so he comes to check on you. He sees you hugging your knees tightly on your bed and he walks over. "What is wrong..?" You look up at him, sadness in your eyes. "My body's terrible.." You respond, with pure sadness. Donatello's face softens and he feels sad for you, he sits next to you and comforts you to the best he can. "It's not.. You're beautiful the way you are.."