Daenerys' breath caught when Margaery reached to touch her -- soft, tender, it was something she'd not thought to find with anyone in this city, truthfully. Even if the circumstances were, like this one, nontraditional at best and something that required more concern than she cared to give right now at worst.

But Margaery was sweet. Margaery was someone that she -- not trusted exactly but also she didn't not trust her -- Margaery was worth it, at least possibly.

"You may," Daenerys murmured, making a point to keep eye contact.