[She presses another flurry of kisses to his face, attacking his cheeks and nose and forehead before Lup's just winding her arms around her brother and laughing, delight ringing in each note. Lup can't match his happiness, not when he was there and lived through it, saw the end of their long journey with his own two eyes. But she's over the moon, smiling brighter than she has in months, the same kind of freeness that Taako's wearing so evident in the stretch of her smile, the way she curls around him.

They fucking did it. It's over. It's actually over.

Giggling, elated, she drops her head onto his shoulder.] That last part sounds super fake, but Bar and I leading a bomb-ass army? Shit. I need - I really gotta hear everything.

[Funny how half of a day can change their entire lives around. Lup has to hear every single detail, every bit of their incredible story.

It takes all that she has, but Lup finally unfurls from around her brother, seeking out his hand, twisting her fingers around his.]

C'mon, son, let's blow this popsicle stand. Everyone's gonna bust a nut when you tell 'em.