Donnie impatiently tapped the welder against his shoulder as he waited to see what more Jack had to say. Clearly the guy was out of his element, not an impossible thing considering there didn't seem to be a limit in where people were being taken from.

"Jack. Right. Donatello," he said, supposing he should introduce himself as well. He eyed the hoverboard even as the man started closer, unable to help for a smug look. "Assumptions, however correct," he shrugged, always one to respond quite nicely when his ego's stoked. "Your...ship? You mean the hoverboard. Right?"