[Alright. This? This is manageable. Her brother in strange mismatching clothes asking for a drink and smiling at her like there’s nothing weird going on. And maybe there isn’t anything weird, at least relative to their family’s baseline.

Vanya arches an eyebrow with a rueful quirk of the lips before nodding and mixing up a fizz for him.]

Yeah. Of course shopping is still up. [She even puts a little lemon wedge on his drink before sliding it over to him.] At least now you’re not ruining your second round of brain development. That would have been a sorry way to celebrate saving the world.