He wouldn't have expected computer terminals either, not that he would have objected to it. "No lasers is good," he says, clambering on up then.

A quick look is taken around at the contents of the space they've found themselves in. Never hurts to know if anything might come in handy in case things went really wrong. Of course, if things did go wrong then fiddling with any of this wouldn't really help their objectives.

"We should be inside now, so...if our intel is correct..." Donatello brings out his tablet from a belt pouch, pulling up the building layout with a few screen taps and swipes. "That door should put us out in this hallway. And we'll have to make our way to the broadcasting room...here."