[Lucretia averts her eyes, chewing a bit at the inside of her lip. Lup. Oh, Lup. Lup, who deserved none of this.]

I wish she wasn't here to have to see this. But no, I didn't affect your taste in relationships in the least.

[There's probably a joke here about the skeleton thing when his sister's a lich, but she can't quite think of how to phrase it, which is great considering the situation.]

I'm sorry, we. Probably shouldn't be talking about this.