"Yeah but it's more for me than it is for her. It's for my protection." Juno explained. She loved it, loved that she had gear appropriate for amping things up a notch. She adjusted Pedro on her shoulder, surreptitiously leaning into it to try and take in the smell it might still have, of her shitty room in her shitty apartment...of home. Juno sighed when she realized that she missed it, shitty though it was. Blinking, she watched Marco open his gift as she pulled the last two of hers, struggling a little to pull them without letting Pedro fall.
She furrowed her brow, peering over to the box he had unwrapped, then grinned. "I think so! I think it's like, a kid's tent! But it's Stitch's ship!"She looked at him with a grin. "You got your ship! And now you don't even need to build a fort when you need that isolation you can use your ship!"