Calling the way South's posture shifts again 'relieved' would be an exaggeration, but it's the closest thing. "Okay, so you're like three years older than me, but look younger. That's less fuckin' insane."

Whatever's happening in this memory sounds like a goddamn mess already. Magical politics or some shit, probably. She can't help but snort a little at how Brand is so up in this Mayan guy's face, that's probably about how she'd handle whatever the fuck this is.

"They sure fuckin' sound like a pain in the ass. Guess helpful and annoying as fuck have never been mutually fuckin' exclusive." Not long ago she'd have made an open quip about how that could sum up her brother, too, but today she doesn't have it in her.