Darkness steadily encroaches upon a secluded park. It's not quite far enough into evening to earn the term 'night,' but it's certainly getting there. The sun's probably finished setting, but the park isn't well situated to tell. There are better places to watch the sunset, which maybe explains why this park is so empty. That doesn't make it any less pretty, though. Just a good place to get away from people for a while.
"Please tell me he's - not going to work as a judge again. Ever."
She hesitates to go so far as 'please tell me he's dead,' but she... definitely thinks about it.
"Oh, good. Thank you." She bookmarks her page, puts down the book, and hugs her brother. "My brother. People aren't allowed to kill him."
Sibling snuggles!
"Would you like to play a board game? Or - um, I don't know, cards or something."
Giggle. "Okay. I doubt I could recreate the more complicated strategy ones from memory, but I can describe a simpler one for Sekar to make?"
She thinks for a little while, then describes a relatively simple game involving a board with holes in it, different colored pegs for each player, and getting those pegs from one side of the board to the other as quickly as possible by either moving a single hole, or by hopping over other pegs. First one to manage to get all of their pieces from one side of the board to the other wins.
Both she and her brother have some practice at it.
Naturally, Zeothe patiently waits until his sister is almost done building a peg infrastructure for getting across the board. Then, he ruthlessly and mercilessly sabotages her main method of using it, and promptly commandeers the whole thing for himself.
"Sekar, sweetie? Do you perhaps want to team up for the express purpose of destroying my brother?"
"That's okay! I'll take any ally against the brotherly menace! I can even help you with strategy. Look at him, and his smug face, he definitely needs to be destroyed."