One sixty-fourth. He almost laughs. "Practically negligible- at least you don't have to say you're in costume when you're out and about the city. I wouldn't have pegged you for an alien, but red eyes could be anything these days!" ...okay, so he can't quite think of any good reasons for such, so he just kind of lets that subject trail off.

Despite being the only one of his team who would plan things out, Donatello hadn't allowed himself to consider what he'd do in the instance that things didn't work out. He'd been preoccupied with trying to keep his distance from fungi-stained hands. Li's gesture gains a weak sort of smile from him. They're both not very good at the whole comforting thing, but the attempt's appreciated, nevertheless.

"I...don't really know." He hates giving that kind of a response, but this problem's stumping him. "The objectives were simple but overall pretty open-ended. Isolating and trapping the infected will only work so long as we have places to do it and going to be considerably trickier to seal off. Focusing on evacuations might be better. We can't be everywhere so we're going to have to just pick an area and stick to it. Hopefully by now there's some kind of designated safe zone for people to get to, and so long as we can keep them from getting chased and attacked, it's something."