[Under normal circumstances - or at least back on Lothal - Maketh would never have invited anyone over to her home for drinking. That was strictly a social engagement, best done in public. Sadly there's no bar here, and she doesn't feel like wandering around looking for a suitable replacement.
Should she clean up, or something? Maketh wonders about that.
She puts the dirty dishes in the sink, anyway.
When she answers the door, she's not in uniform. Just her undershirt and a pair of loose pants, about as close to relaxed as Maketh ever gets.
Her hair is down, too. It's longer than people expect.
She's not barefoot, though. That would be too much.]
Hello.
[She eyes Chris up and down. He's taller than her, but that's not hard.] Come in.
[Action]
Should she clean up, or something? Maketh wonders about that.
She puts the dirty dishes in the sink, anyway.
When she answers the door, she's not in uniform. Just her undershirt and a pair of loose pants, about as close to relaxed as Maketh ever gets.
Her hair is down, too. It's longer than people expect.
She's not barefoot, though. That would be too much.]
Hello.
[She eyes Chris up and down. He's taller than her, but that's not hard.] Come in.