Jupiter is plucking fireworks from the hands of children like they're dandelions. None of these are the linchpin, but who knows, maybe they'll come in handy saving Xenia or someone else. "Sometimes?" Admittedly, she isn't quite sure. Trudy had said that most things disappear.

She shrugs her shoulders lazily and rejoins the others, "Oh, let's get DeeBee in this one?" Without waiting for confirmation, she crouches down next to little Xenia, and once she's sufficiently posed she goes on, "You gotta find the important thing. And then the memory finishes. And then a door opens somewhere weird, and it sets everyone free." Jupiter isn't so great at talking when it's more than a few words, but she manages. "And sometimes there's vines and bugs and shit? Or a gameboy turns into goop."