(Lucretia looks up, one hand deep in her pocket and searching for a pencil or pen.)
You're from another time entirely. (Knowing this both makes a lot of sense, and is deeply confusing. She finds a pencil, and starts to scribble information out on a free page without looking down. Turns out writing her thoughts out in long sentences is great for putting two and two together; Lucretia's eyes narrow slightly as she starts to make sense of it all. She ignores his invitation.)
How far forward in the future are you from? (This isn't the Taako she knows. It feels strange, to think that.) Further along than the cycles?
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You're from another time entirely. (Knowing this both makes a lot of sense, and is deeply confusing. She finds a pencil, and starts to scribble information out on a free page without looking down. Turns out writing her thoughts out in long sentences is great for putting two and two together; Lucretia's eyes narrow slightly as she starts to make sense of it all. She ignores his invitation.)
How far forward in the future are you from? (This isn't the Taako she knows. It feels strange, to think that.) Further along than the cycles?