we don't need no education

Jupiter interpreted her clearly uncomfortable behavior as shyness. Which, to an arrogant prick like him, could only mean one thing: his dashing good looks were intimidating. He was pleased with the idea even though he was dealing with a cousin. It was nice to be recognized. He certainly wasn't going to complain. Believing he was in the presence of someone who was daunted by his machismo, Jupiter puffed out his chest a bit. Hamming it up was a knee jerk reaction; didn't matter if he expected nothing in return. He just wanted to be pretty and recognized for it.

Still preening a bit, Jupiter shrugged. "Uhhh, no. Seen him? Yes. Know him? No." He motioned towards the stripes on her legs. "Saw him once at a big shitshow and I recognize those markings." They were hard to forget after a revelation like that. "You got those and the uh Destruction-y lines so it ain't hard to put two and two together." Jupiter tapped the markings under one of his eyes. Surely she would know what those were. "I'm Jupiter, your cousin on your dad's side."