K'ael watched as his sister continued to drift within the realm of unconsciousness.
His sister had been pulled into their father's lap while she slept, almost as if she were a mere child again.
'Embarrassing..' K'ael shook his head.
"Hm? Is something the matter, my little bro-bro boogie bear?"
While judging Odessa, K'ael had forgotten that he was in his own predicament. Struggling within the iron-clad grip and large, springing chest of his second-oldest sister.
"...I am happy that you are home, elder sister, but I must admit that I find the use of cutesy names to be difficult to deal with."
Thrudd eyed her brother for several moments while blinking.
"...You're just like Bashie! My two little thesaurus-knowing cutie patooties!"
Across the table, a slightly older and more muscular Bashenga put down his glass. "I will thank you very much to leave me out of your insanity."
"Never!"
