Lucretia's still braced for him to say something cryptic, show his cards and put her on the spot. Taako's never been that kind of guy, but his flair for the dramatic is always hard to track. But she keeps herself closed off, arms crossed, watching him as carefully as he seems to be avoiding her.

"Not especially. I've been testing some boundaries here and there, trying to determine the liminal nature of the mansion. Unfortunately, it makes absolutely no sense." She sighs, shifts her weight a bit between her feet. "It has to be some kind of magic, but I can't dispel it, and if this isn't illusion then it's incredibly powerful. Not something I can likely handle alone, but I don't know where I'd even begin with making a plan against it."