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...It was a vision.

[He growls the words through clenched teeth, trying to ground himself. Trying to remind himself that it was merely a memory.

Donatello deserves an explanation, especially given the likely unwanted emotions that came from Akechi thanks to that sagebrush.

So, with his free hand, he runs his talons through his hair.]

I saw one of the Steel Wardens murder innocent civilians. They were cowering in fear, and she hardly cared.

[It's unsurprising, but it further solidifies Akechi's existing disdain. A ripple of spite accompanies his words.]