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TAAKO

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@fromTV

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Pâtissier

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"You've got Taako. I'm too busy to take your call right now, leave a message."

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[scholiast]

(Of course, but she's not about to throw him under the bus or anything. It's not because of him that she has issues that need to be taken to a therapist.

Knowing she's going to have to sit down and think about how exactly she would even begin to talk about everything on her mind is, like, the biggest mood killer though so she's going to set that one far aside for now.)

No problem.

(She has a joke lined up about now having to make extensive edits to the first draft of his biography that she's ghost writing, but then she remembers the look on his face after she'd kissed his cheek, and pauses, chewing her lip as she takes a sip of coffee to hide her hesitation.)

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[This is still a complicated field of goddamn mines that Taako isn't sure how to navigate, which is probably some kind of ironic when he's the one with all the buttons to press. But he can sense the quieting of Lucretia's mood and his own is... tricky, so he decides that maybe this is enough for now.]

You wanna get back to Beverly?

[It's a suggestion, but the implication should be obvious enough; he's ready to leave.]

[scholiast]

(Lucretia had been ready to make the same excuse, so this comes as a relief; she nods, and snaps the lid back on her half finished coffee so she can sneak it back upstairs.)

Thanks for the things, I owe you one.

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We're good, bubbale.

[Taako, who always needs to make an exit, ensures that he's the first to his feet and as he passes Lucretia, he reaches out to put a hand on her shoulder, giving it a quick squeeze.

And then he's gone.]