you're gonna love this (and by love I mean hate)

Jupiter was making a point not to look at either man as they spoke. His eyes were fixed angrily on the ground. Valentine had stressed over and over when Jupiter was growing up how family was important and sacrifices were sometimes necessary for the whole and blah, blah, blah. He'd thought that had meant like, not knocking up chicks who might have three eyed mutant babies or whatever. This was the first time he'd considered those words might have another application. His complaints of his dad aside, what had this family done for him? An awful fucking lot. Valentine had raised him. Chaos and Tyrian had given him a home even though he was a bit of a blight. They loved him and tolerated his bullshit, and some of them got into trouble with him. And he fucking loved them too.

"Yeah," he said in a lackluster tone. He needed to psych himself up for it, was all. A little pep talk and he'd be fine. Jupiter did his best to picture this lady. He knew what Valkyrie looked like from the market so he pictured mostly brown with a hawkish, fuck-you-up expression on an otherwise pretty face. Muscular and strong; a beautiful, capable woman the others would be jealous of. Jupiter started to brighten a little bit as his thoughts took a naughty turn. He could see himself atop a woman like that. "Hmmm," he mused, already feeling his arms around the mystery woman's waist. "Alright, I'm in."