The Right Honorable Lady Vara Tassnehof of Thessilane stared for a moment at that hand the other girl offered out to her. There would be no further argument with regard to sides.
"Take my palm," Gloria said. A far smoother, cleaner hand reached up and took it, pulling herself up to stand beside without ever loosening that hold.
It felt safe, somehow. It was the closest to feeling at home as Vara had felt in weeks.