[Hook just nods and turns his back to Donatello. He slipped his arms into the harness and settled his wrist into the contraption that held his plastic hook. Ugh. Donatello is no Smee. But he'll do. He reaches for the leather strap to secure it in place.]
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[Hook just nods and turns his back to Donatello. He slipped his arms into the harness and settled his wrist into the contraption that held his plastic hook. Ugh. Donatello is no Smee. But he'll do. He reaches for the leather strap to secure it in place.]