Rupert stood with his arms held limply by his sides, his ridiculously long scarf was flying in the breeze. His trademark sheepish smile was impossible to notice, so was his sister's murderous scowl.
"Oh, it's ok, Steph." He finally said, "I've just gotten kidnapped by a crazy Texan but don't bother smothering me with that sisterly love your so fond of, we're not in a Disney movie or anything."
Valkyrie's only response to her brother's sarcastic greeting was a sharp growl, before grabbing him lovingly by the collar and shoving him into her husband's car.
In my mind, Rupert always has a stripy scarf :)