[Whatever's left of him, what's left of himself, is going to hold on to Mikey as long as he can. There's more wetness coming from his eyes as he knows this might be the last time he ever remembers his only true friend.]

I...I will miss you, Michelangelo...

[It was coming back again, no not now, please no no. Leatherhead clenches his jaw, just to fight it off. Please, let him have this moment.]

You are one of the few I can truly feel something for...something besides hate...