[He really doesn't care if his hands go through her, he just - he's not sure what he wants, right now, because a mage hand in his doesn't really feel that reassuring, but he holds on anyway, his other hand still outstretched as if he might touch her shoulder.]

Don't fucking apologize, doofus.

[They were both alone, in different ways, but Taako can't blame her for trying to fix the mistake of the relics. It's Lucretia's fault they didn't find her sooner.]

I found the spell here, I knew it like, existed, but I had zero reason to learn it back in Fearun. [But after everything he remembered, he'd taken the time to copy it down in his spell book.] Loki wouldn't care, about the dead thing, and even if he did I'm pretty sure he'd overlook it for me.

[Which is a weird thought, but apparently that's friendship.]