[He probably doesn't. Barry thinks he knows the man pretty well, after a hundred years of time, and now more from Faerun and Hadriel. But it sure looks like he means it. He sure looks like he thinks he's being threatened. But he backs off, and he doesn't advance. But he doesn't back down.]

Yeah. It was. But she wrote her out like it was nothing. And it'll happen again. It's-- I'm fuckin'-- you can't make me forget again.

[It's not even just fear, anymore, it's panic. It's a level of backed into a corner Taako almost never is, a level of where he'll do anything to defend himself. The problem is that the gods are stopping the connection, the rationality, any attempts he has to stabilize himself. His heart is pounding in his ears. His hands are shaking. Barry can even see some water at the bottom of his eyes, like he's on the verge of tears.

At this point, Barry might be better in knocking him out. If he can.]

I won't lose her. I won't go back to being like that. That fucking-- thing she made me into.