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It's the excuse you've been looking for to play soft, fluffy things.

Sharing is caring: You notice that the other person is in need of something--a beverage, or a space on the couch, or what-have-you--and you're willing to share.
Oh no oh no I'm sorry: You accidentally hurt them in a minor way, oh no!
Pets are cute: You're both cooing over something fuzzy. Kitty? Doggo? Tribble...?
Can't sleep: It's way too late but you just can't sleep. Fortunately you're not the only one up.
Stop and smell the roses: It's just a wonderful day to stroll around and appreciate life.
It's not that scary: One of you has to face down a fear--heights, wasps, planes. The other person is there to help.
Waiting for bail: The old saying, a good friend will bail you out--a great friend will be in jail with you, saying "that was fun!" Maybe a friend you didn't even know you had before today.
Cooking: Nothing brings people together like sous-cheffing for each other.
Viewer's choice! Idk man there's a lot of soft scenarios in the world, make up your own!

[Maul had been focused on gaining the fathier's trust and so he didn't notice Leia was there until she was talking to him. He quickly scanned the young woman from top to bottom and his sharp eyes missed nothing. This was someone important, from a family that was prosperous and wealthy if her style of dress was any indication. The hairstyle reminded him of some of the ornate designs he'd seen the women of Naboo wear.

He supposed she had been with the group that had passed on by. Maul would be meeting with the baron later to see if he could be bribed or bullied to produce the results that Maul wanted. He nodded and tried her suggestion, holding out the vegetable out to the fathier. The beast sniffed cautiously before delicately picking up the food, quickly gnawing it to pieces with the multiple sets of teeth it had.

Satisfied at the results, he reached out a hand to stroke the fathier's fur gently as he finally spoke to Leia.]

You don't look dressed for traipsing around the stables.

More's the pity, [ she answers promptly with a roll of her eyes. ] I don't mind doing the meet and greet normally, but that man's insufferable.

[ There's a reason her parents don't want her sneaking into their not-a-rebellion meetings: Leia at seventeen has not learned a whole lot of discretion or tact. It tends to work for her diplomatically with a lot of species and cultures, but isn't a great trait for covert operations.

Anyway, this Zabrak is already more interesting than what she's supposed to be doing right now. ]

Do you work here?

That he is. But he has his uses as well.

[He was a weak-willed, pompous, and greedy idiot, making him very susceptible to mind tricks. For Maul, that was an advantage. It meant he could manipulate the noble to do what he wanted without having to waste too much effort upon him.

He snorted in amusement at the question of if he worked there. His ragged black clothes certainly didn’t speak to someone who was powerful or had wealth, though appearances could often be deceiving, as his own master had proven time and again. Maul preferred sticking to the shadows the way he always had in his life, never one to want to be the center of attention.]

No. I have matters to attend to on this planet with the owners of the racing fathiers.

[He was glad he’d taken time to view the creatures in an up close and personal manner. Though he rather would have died than admit it, he found them to be utterly adorable and charming.]

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This can only end well. 😈

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