There were few that either woman consented to be close with, fewer still that they could afford to let down their guards to be casual with.

But Josephine had a way of causing Leliana to let down her hair, relax, become the woman again behind the mask, the hand.

And Leliana was grateful there was someone who could do that for her still besides her far away beloved, and thus tried to make sure Josephine got those moments of casual intimacy she craved