Trust

Leia smirks, pleased with Opal's cooperation.

"Great!." She cheers, lifting her hands in the air.

Opal blinks at her, looking like she's reconsidering her decision to work with Leia.

The other doesn't care about what she thinks of her bizarre antics. It might seem out of character for her. Normally she has a passive-aggressive cool demeanour.

She was only silly around a few people and she honestly never made jokes or teased people like she did Opal.

Opal didn't know what to think about it. If she was as good of an information broker as the rumours said she was then she had probably already compiled an analysis of Leia's mannerisms and nature.

It was no doubt suspicious how much she has changed, but just like Opal couldn't trust her, she couldn't fully drop her guard around her.

Leia was skilled at subterfuge to a certain extent and although she was a bit rusty "likely caused by being a normal person these past few years" she could still determine that Opal was hiding something.

But