Taako yawns, waving a hand as he moves to sit at one of the tables. "Yeah, well, least I can do. Don't think I'm gonna figure out anything more than the people who've been here for years, so at least I'm on my grind for when we inevitably gotta fight for our lives."

There's a crystal ball in a stand at the center of the table. Taako picks the ball up and weighs it in his hand, messing with it vaguely as he avoids looking Lucretia directly in the eye. He realizes that he's acting suspicious, but he's not ready for this shit. He doesn't know if he'll ever be ready.

"Have you figured anything more out?"