Oh, Porthos. Brooke's too terrified of turtles to come in that close.

She chuckled, though, and passed a glass of the cherry limeade to the turtle. "Don't worry, I don't intend to do anything like that." She unwrapped the sandwiches, then. "Are you worried that if Pete ever becomes the dominant personality, that the four of you will disappear?" Because it was clear to Brooke that Pete wasn't all too dominant .