I hope you have a real good plan, cause all you've got to back you up is the boner squad with no fucking clue what's going on, and Barry and his goddamn dramatics.

[He wonders if Barry has lost himself to the dark magic involved with becoming a lich, and the thought worries Taako more than he'd like to admit.]

Shit comes through the portal, stuff from our worlds, and I guess whatever power is in control there saw it fit to send me some ichor.

[So they don't know, back in Fearun. They're still in the dark.]