(Lucretia thinks dimly that if she weren't so sure that something was quite wrong she would have happily accepted this excuse. She isn't one for forcing an issue somebody is being deliberately evasive about. She would let it go if only it weren't about her; there's a gnawing anxiety gathering in her stomach that something happens to her in the future. Lucretia wants to know. Needs to know. She always does.)
No, (she says hurriedly before she can let it go as per usual. She drops her gaze, suddenly nervous.)
*flipkicks taako's peace of mind, destroying it instantly*
No, (she says hurriedly before she can let it go as per usual. She drops her gaze, suddenly nervous.)
No, it can't, Taako. Please?