Lucretia. I don't think Taako's lying, but try to remember: he doesn't have your side of the story. Even what he thinks has happened might not be right.

[ Which is closer to home than he'd like. There's something niggling in the back of his mind and a different piece much closer to the forefront. Neither of them are very pleasant, but in a way, he's in the spot Lucretia will some day find herself in. Knowing things, unable to say, perhaps not even knowing why. It's maddening.

He walks another step, two, stands in front of her and raises their interwoven hands between them. ]

You know you wouldn't do anything to hurt them. Right? You know that.