Clarice might not have heard the unspoken about his brother, but it brought up a visual of him - as well as others she knew that fit that description.

"Now I'm seeing an army of Goth elves." She couldn't stop the grin if she'd tried. "And they're being defeated by the God of Thunder riding a unicorn over the rainbow bridge." A beat. "Not to diminish the real battle that you had with them, but that image is now going to be stuck in my head." And probably the next Disney movie.