She might stop herself, but Lakshmi has no interest in it, her arm slips up and around, soft against Beth's hair and tugging her in close so she can kiss her temple. Firm, sure, anchoring. Affection this open that she wouldn't spare to most, true enough, but in this it is the only thing that matters.

"The memories never get easier, but it's important to have them." Tucks her into her side, her fingers finding her hair and drawing through it slowly. "I dream of my home, every time I sleep." Doesn't add, that those dreams turn to smoke and screaming and horror in the battle that was the last time she ever saw Jhansi. But for a time, it was peaceful.