"That's the trouble with girls. You can't carry a map in your heads."

You frowned and opened your mouth to retort, but the youngest Daughter of Eve beat you to it, snapping swiftly back at her brother;

"That's because our heads have something in them."

and you couldn't help but offer a small laugh as the youngest Son of Adam ironically took a wrong turn down an old path. You reached forward and laid your hands on his shoulders, turning him back onto the right trail, and his face flushed as the rest of the group laughed amiably at his amusing error.