"We're not going to get executed," Summer said, rolling her eyes. "We broke into Rosa Diaz's apartment, Seivarden, that's got to be a cake walk compared to breaking out a space jail. I just...need some time to think about it, and then we'll save Mr. PB for realsies this time, and then go back and have pancakes with cats and hot waiters. I helped break my grampa out of the universe's most top security prison once," sure, there were a lot of convenient circumstances including Rick actually breaking out at the same time she and Morty were trying to bust him out, but details, details, "we're going to get out of here, I promise!"

Which seemed like a bold claim to make right now, but...

"I was just trying to help," she added, softer this time, shoulders sagging, picking idly at the remnants of pink fingernail polish still clinging to her thumb but seriously needing a new coat.