"Even if it's not, you're worth a jinx or two. Besides, the only stuff that's affected us directly had been getting naked and then me turning into a girl and you not having your powers. Not exactly the end of the world." He knew she was joking, but some small part of him would probably always think of Rahne as being someone who could shapeshift at will into a Wookiee.
Anakin sipped his drink and pecked Rahne on the lips. "Please don't tear off my fingers. Artificial ones are so cold. You'd shiver if I did something like this." He brushed his fingers against her cheek, an effect somewhat ruined by the fact that it was swollen with pizza matter.