[He tilts his head a bit, head leaned on the edge of Kravitz' shoulder as it slopes down to his chest. Part of him just wants to stand there and grieve with him, but he knows that's not actually going to help him. And he wants to help. It's one of those moments where he truly wants to let Kravitz in, wishes he had the emotional capacity to give some part of him, body or heart. It's just so hard. It's so fucking hard for him to open up at all.

Taako curls in just a bit more, doesn't quite look at him when he speaks.]

I didn't tell you about Lup when we met because I didn't remember she existed.

[Kravitz can probably feel the way his chest seems to move differently, the weight in his breaths, how he seems to be struggling for them further.]

'Ss what Lucretia did. Me, Magnus, Merle, Lup, Lucretia, Barry and Davenport. We used to be family. She erased it. I lost... a hundred years of shit, to that. And like a hundred more before that in pieces because I didn't remember growing up with her. So I used to... dream like this.

[He gestures out to the blurred landscape, still not looking towards Kravitz more than out of the corner of his eye.]

So. Y'know. It's not a thousand or whatever how old you are, but. Yeah.