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There will be time to address Taako's encroaching nihilism, but it's not necessary to do it right now, not with so much looming on the horizon.]
So basically, all I have to do is whine and sleep and I'm getting my due? Could be worse in that case.
[He shifts his fingers from picking at the scales to shift through the fluff at the end of her tail with his claws, like one might mess with the hair of a stuffed animal. He's not pulling, just... feeling. Something to interact with while he speaks, something to remind him that he has a body and it's his despite whatever stupid god would say otherwise.]
I dunno. Whether it's really a cycle of not, can't keep us here forever. We're gonna make it out one way or another, just gotta... live that long. Or don't. Heard we get at least one freebie death around here.
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(That's a funny feeling, his claws raking gently through the fur on her tail. The same feeling as somebody playing with your hair, perhaps. Lucretia shifts a little in place and watches him fiddle. It's fine, if it gives him something to ground himself with. She's noticed that the both of the twins seem to have problems with permanence these days.)
Maybe we should leave the freebie death for emergencies only. Save it for a rainy day, that kind of thing.
(Her expression softens a little when his attention remains on her tail.) We'll be fine, Taako. We've lived through worse than this.
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Well, at least he has something he can touch. At least.]
Hey, you don't have to tell me twice, yeah? You're talking to the guy with a death count in the single digits for a century long death gauntlet. 'Mm only gonna need one if I really fuck up.
[Or if the pain of whatever's about to happen kills him, but like, let's hope it's Not That.]
You listen to yourself here too, yeah? Seein' as you're the one who came looking from comfort from me, y'know.