(She remembers it: the paranoia, the mistrust. He'd been outright nasty a few times, but they'd found the source of the problem and eliminated it. Even now, Lucretia thinks of the cultists she had spared from death at the last minute and winces softly, watching Taako tug at his hair.)

What specifically? You didn't have anything left in your room we missed the first time, did you?

(Though he's out of his room now and the curse is still following him... it definitely has something to do with those remaining cultists. Fuck.)

I suppose they already know your mind's signature, so it's easy to get to you.