Kalu flicks his tail at Rey's head, but doesn't hiss. None of his many mouths bare teeth as Maketh runs her hand through Rey's hair. Slow and steady, careful not to catch on tangles. It's simple, suddenly. Maketh knows that she has to be steady, that she has to hold her own, and so she will. She'll be steady and when the time is right, Rey will come back to her.

"It's all right," she says, meaning it. "You can rest. I'll keep watch."