[Five minutes is enough to acquire a bottle of vodka and prepare Lucretia a shot (he's already had a couple), the glass waiting for her on the coffee table as she enters.
Taako, for his part, is curled up on the couch in his pyjamas, because it's that sort of day.]
Hey, bubbale.
[He smiles, but it's tense around the edges, just like the rest of him.]
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Taako, for his part, is curled up on the couch in his pyjamas, because it's that sort of day.]
Hey, bubbale.
[He smiles, but it's tense around the edges, just like the rest of him.]