Maketh takes a sip from her glass, thoughtful. "I think with you, I can come close."
She sets her glass down, careful as she can, and presses her thumb against Rey's palm. The weight of their rings is still unfamiliar, but Maketh finds she likes the weight. The feel of it on her hand.
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She sets her glass down, careful as she can, and presses her thumb against Rey's palm. The weight of their rings is still unfamiliar, but Maketh finds she likes the weight. The feel of it on her hand.
"You are worth the attempt."