"Ahhhhh, I know," Jupiter growls back, taking both hands and making a mess of her brother's hair, ostensibly to be annoying, but maybe just to confirm he's still real, as well. "You would'a done the same for me, too, huh?"

The longer the pull of the mildly disgusting ice cream concoction, the wider Jupiter's grin grows. Her baby brother is just as relentless, just as strong as she is. The end results would've been the same regardless of which Quigley had been swept up in vines. There isn't a doubt in her mind that one or the other of them could've outmonster the monster. "Aaaaand you woulda caused just as much chaos on the way. Maybe more. Bet that thing wouldn't've been able to stand your sax playing."