"Here you go, trying so hard."

You hold out a skewer of roasted marshmallows to Karlach, sitting across from her while everyone else is also roasting marshmallows on the tiefling's body fire. Karlach takes the skewer from your hands, dimming the fire on her fingers so she doesn't accidentally burn your skin in a casual touch.

"Thank you, soldier."

She laughs softly as your fingers touch casually, and you react to the warm touch calmly and there wasn't some negative reaction. Karlach smiled relaxedly and looked away when the distance between her and you widened again.