"I could play something after dinner," she says.

"That'd be nice."

"Okay." She snuggles her sister some more. Her sister snuggles back, then hoists her a bit so she's not sprawled across Sekar's lap anymore.

He pets Lyrame's hair once and then scoots away a little to give them room.

Lyrame rearranges the two of them so Sekar can hug her from one side and Elcisse from the other.

This is good. Sekar approves.

Their father chuckles.

"Wait, has anyone mentioned Dad's name yet," wonders Elcisse.

He laughs. "They have not!"

"It's Endevar."

"And now everybody knows everybody." He pets Lyrame again.

She giggles.

He smiles adoringly at her.

Alemar comes back from setting the table and raises an eyebrow at the two of them.

Sekar catches the look and laughs.

He shakes his head. "Table's set."

"Oh, then I should check on the food again," Elcisse says, and gets up to do that.

Sekar smiles adoringly at Lyrame again.

She snuggles a little closer, now that there is no lapsister to worry about.

Awwww. He tucks his arm around her shoulders and rests his cheek on top of her head again.

"...I'm really glad you're okay," Alemar says quietly.

"Me too, trust me," Lyrame says.

Elcisse comes back in and announces that food's ready. Lyrame pecks Sekar on the cheek and stands up.

—aw. He stands up too, smiling his adoring smile.

Here is table! Here is food! It is reasonably tasty food.

"So," Alemar says, "we return to the question of what to do with the abhorred one."

—Sekar giggles.

"Well, Lyrame already made me promise not to murder him."

"Well, duh, then his relatives get to keep our money."

"That was my rationale also," she nods.