The banana goes down fast, but even Rachel's too tired to come up with a good pun about that. She'd been seated with her head leaning against the tree when Pepper's tone cut through the fog of sleepiness. Her eyes pop open to see a tiny little head and register a chattering noise. It takes everything she has not to freak out and make a sudden movement. "Give the kid to me," she says in a low voice. "Cooper's going to be better at fighting it off, needs both hands."