Vihaansh and Siyanshi fell silent at once, though their eyes still locked in a silent battle, sharp glares doing all the talking now. The tension lingered in the air like an unspoken challenge. Vaidehi, sensing Siyanshi's frayed nerves, reached out and gently caressed her head. Startled, Siyanshi turned to look at her, her hardened expression softening under the warmth of that maternal touch.

Vaidehi: "Ye pagal hai beta, iski baaton ka bura mat manna"
(He's crazy, dear, don't mind what he says.)