“Thank you, thank you, it’s a fan favorite,” she said with a grin, not mentioning that it was she herself who was the fan and not necessarily anyone else, though Astrid liked to think people got a kick out of it. She watched, brow raised, as ze slipped zir costume back on, feeling rather strange for talking to a pumpkin head, but trucked on. “Okay, but like, I’m sure it wasn’t just, psh, out of the blue,” she tried, still holding on to that pleasantly sweet air in her voice, reassuring smile on her face. “Because that would be—” she continued, then stopped herself, because she too didn’t want to call her sister crazy. “Aaanyway, I’m sure there was probably like… a friendly spat or something, right?” Astrid went on, knowing that her sister could have a temper, but that meant it would have had to have been provoked.
Minzhe was grateful for the pumpkin head, it hid his facial expressions from the other. While Astrid was nice, it was obvious who she was loyal to. With how she danced around the topic, how airy her voice was, and the smile that was brighter than their shared father, all of this was to excuse Juniper’s behavior and make the other appear innocent. As if she was on damage control. “Friendly spat--” He bit hard on his bottom lip to stop himself from saying anything rude. Because he was very close to doing so. “She was the one who started all of it. I did nothing wrong--” He may have provoked her but whatever, ze was sure that she still would’ve pounced. “It was all on her.”