[It's not Taako's best, but Lup laughs anyway, the sound wet and mirthless, the arms encircling him tightening just enough to remind him of just how real she was. It's a silent promise that she's not going anywhere, she's at his side for as long as he'll have her.]

I know, babe. I know. [How can she comfort him regarding something she hasn't even experienced yet? Lup's particular brand of comfort has never been stellar. She throws around jokes and diversions just as much as Taako does for the most part, but this whole thing is so huge and significant and even trying to make jokes while there are tears streaming down her face seems impossible even for her. So Lup leans in and presses a quick kiss to Taako's temple, her chin resting against his hair.]

You know I appreciate you telling me, right? This whole thing is so fucked up, but Taako, I don't care how many years keep us apart, you're always my brother and nothing will ever change that. Talk to me instead of keeping it inside, alright? Don't lock me out.

[Because being forgotten couldn't possibly hurt more than being purposely pushed away.]