“Oh—fuck,” Eliot curses, causing us to look back. His gaze is latched to the clubhouse’s deck where their parents are descending in a fury. “Is that Mom?” Tom squints and holds a hand above his eyes. “Brother, see you in the afterlife,” Eliot says. He taps knuckles with Tom, but they don’t leave Luna. They stay while Farrow speaks softly to her and helps her to her feet. She needs X-rays. “Can you talk to Dad?” Luna pleads with a pained wince to Maximoff.
