Jupiter, on the other hand, is accustomed to these memories by now. She has no reservation about mucking about, putting her hands on everything to check for linchpins. It's all part of the journey toward finding her baby brother.

"Oh, dude," she hisses, setting Youngblood's ax against a desk so she can crowd Lionel's space. "We broke these glasses for him so good?" It's not a question, even if it sounds like one. She turns to Claudia and with a vigorous nod, decides, "New ones are so much better. Do you think he has more wrinkles now?"