[Honestly, at this point, Taako feels like he's struggling not to pass out. Every time he looks back at-- shit, what was his name? He said it, right? Combined with the room, he just feels sick and disoriented. He leans on the doorframe, heavier this time, and his feet shuffle out from under him, causing him to slide down a little.]
Sure. Whatever. I...
[It doesn't feel right, going down here. It simultaneously feels safe and horrifying, because he's alone and there could be danger and nobody's got eyes on his back while he takes 5 to get his head together. He doesn't know how to feel about anything.]
Should we... leave, or something? Get out of here?
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Sure. Whatever. I...
[It doesn't feel right, going down here. It simultaneously feels safe and horrifying, because he's alone and there could be danger and nobody's got eyes on his back while he takes 5 to get his head together. He doesn't know how to feel about anything.]
Should we... leave, or something? Get out of here?