Raph snorts bitterly, a sardonic kind of grin twisting his mouth sideways. "Oh, he's defective, all right. So freakin' defective he can't learn from his own mistakes even after they stab him in the back!

I try to talk some sense into him but no! I'm the bad guy here. I'm always the bad guy. But you know what? I'm done playin' this little game of his. Next time he needs me to bail him out, I'm done. I'm just walkin' away."

Snarling through his teeth, he starts pacing the room again. "He can get his sorry butt killed for all I care."