you were at the lair, looking for Donnie while waving your hellos to the rest of the hamato family. Mikey told you he was in his bedroom, the curtain door he usually has was replaced with a metal wall that came up from the floor to shut and open. You did a rhythmic knock that you two only know, and the doors opened. You walked in to see Donnie, sniffling and sobbing. Curled up on his bed and in-between sniffles, coughing. he was sick, and he hates the way the noises get louder when hes sick