[Uuugh, of course there's an emotional catch here, the man gets him drunk and wants to have feelings. Taako, on the other hand, would like to get drunk and Erase All Feelings. Please pinpoint him the correct direction to remove all emotions from his body. But he doesn't brush Kravitz off. Doesn't force. But isn't looking at him, either.]

What's there not to be bothered about? Fuckin, liches running around fucking up everyone's reflections so there's no time to fight back. It's bullshit. And you...

[He stops himself, then, like his heart was about to say something his brain decidedly didn't want to, and the conflict of interest finally found it's way to his mouth.]

And you're over here being... I don't know, whatever this is. Compassionate or something. Like you actually give a shit-- I mean, you do, I just.

[He just lets out a groan, bringing a hand up over his face to huff into it a little for just a moment.]

I don't want to talk. But I guess I should?

This sucks.