Ezra's face lights up. Dejarik is one of those games that's always looked like a lot of fun (because let's be real, what little boy doesn't want to see monsters battling it out?) but he's never had anyone willing to take the time to teach him how.

Already, Garth'zel is rising higher in Ezra's regard.

"Then let's go play!" he says, excited, and he even frees up one hand from his box of food so he can reach up to take Garth'zel's hand, so that he can tug him along faster.