Even from a long way off through my long lens it seemed to this observer like a sister defying the will of an older brother. I felt no real fear from her body language, like a sister telling a domineering elder brother where to get off. Whenever she spoke to him she closed her eyes. He had to be a relative if they were adhering to traditional Islamic culture, but I'm I'm quite possibly guessing in error.

Djemaa El Fna Square, late afternoon, in Marrakech, Morocco.