Giving a sigh, Raphael gave a grunt, as a way to agree with her. The anti-social type he was, the rebellious turtle didn't give much of an acknowledgment with words. So, the best way, nowadays for him, was to display his feelings and emotions with action -- and he did this by walking away from the door. If she noticed him missing, then he left her a sign by putting a slight creak into the floor upon his every footstep, so she could detect his departure, as he reluctantly went back to his sleeping spot. Unknown to him, Jennifer was awake, having to overhear their conversation, which made the Asian teen smile to herself. 

The next morning, it was another day of caution, and judging by how April found the four turles nearly taking up the entire front room on the floor, it wasn't going to be easy getting visitors, especially since the four brothers stayed the night, looking for solace and comfort. She couldn't blame them; they had nowhere else to go. Their light snores were enough to wake Jennifer up, by she noticed April walk into the room, giving the woman a shrug, and an apologetic smile. However, before their host could say anything, there was a knock on the door, awakening her guests. "Who is it?"

"It's me, Charles", Jennifer silently cussed, before softly shaking Charlotte awake, who laid next to her on the futon.