The red target rings gleam in her upturned palm and she smiles apologetically. "I suppose I start then." She hesitates for a moment, then chooses the most obvious strategic point - the center.

The game starts out quickly on her side of things, slowing down once they have three rows or so mostly filled. She tires to keep up a sort of light conversation, talking about the common games and children's rhymes of her home and how some of them match or differ from ones in this world that she's found. Several easy rookie mistakes and intrigued laughs later, it's clear that she's picking up some of the strategy quickly.