Priya shook her head. “All that matters,” she said. “Is. Is if you want me in battle…” She trailed off. Malini’s fingertips were light against her mouth. Silencing her. “I don’t want to talk about battle anymore,” said Malini. “Don’t you?” A smile. “Aren’t you always thinking about how you’ll win?” “Priya,” Malini said. Laughter in her voice. “You’re here, aren’t you? I’ve already won.”
