InsaneJournal

Donatello, although pleased that he was in a library and was able to blend in, still had the second nature of paranoia. He was used to having people outright stare at him if he was in public, and humans were rather cruel and opinionated when a six foot tall turtle walked around in broad daylight. However, people fairly much ignored him, or treated him just like everyone else, now that he was human, himself. It was a strange feeling, but not an unpleasant one. Definitely something that Don needed to get used to.

At the moment, he was at a computer terminal near the entrance of the library, with his bo staff tucked between the straps of his backpack. It gave him the right amount of counterbalance, something he was used to. It was odd, having five fingers and no shell, but he was maintaining. And it seemed that he needed his glasses.

He waited for Navi, who seemed to be a good person to ask about the world, since she herself wasn't human previously, and would have a better perspective of things than a normal human would. That, and for some reason, he just seemed to trust her over any other person for the very same reasons.