[Donnie scowls at him, mostly because he's blanking for questions for being put on the spot.]

F-fine..! Not that it should matter much who helped when we were both here anyway. And you did help.

[Just saying! Because he can.

He looks back at the phone, suddenly feeling more awkward.

Think, Donatello, think. Not like you don't have a billion questions- the problem is choosing one!]

...am I supposed to be asking the radio or...

[He glances up at where the husk had been hanging. Well, best to split the difference, maybe. He still holds the phone close, feeling even more awkward talking to nothing.]

He....llo? [Oh, just do it. The turtle lets out a breath.]

Why have we been summoned here?