Tahira brushed Ismat's cheek with the hand not holding the monolith, then raised the tiefling's head to look at her. She rested one hand on Ismat's collarbone, leaned in and kissed her on the cheek. She stayed still for a second after pulling away, then whispered in the tiefling's ear, "Be brave."
Stashing the monolith in one of the numerous pouches on her belt, Tahira stood up, blinked a few times at the wall, and turned back to the rest of the group. She didn't look directly at any of them and avoided their eyes. Instead she looked over their shoulders.
"We are fine. Let's go."