Jupiter stares at the goop splattered across the desk. Somebody better clean that up because she's not going to.

Just to prove how unlikely it is that she'll clean anything, she instead wanders over to the young Lionel and ruffles his hair. "Oh, do you think I should?" She doesn't wait for an answer. Even if she can't take him out of the memory, she tries to lift him up anyway. Jupiter has always suspected that she could free lift Lionel.