(To be fair, even if Lucretia weren't so intricately tied to the house he still wouldn't be talking to a person. Just a ghost. Lucretia's never seen herself as particularly threatening before; but then she's never had cause to be, either. So she watches him pace curiously. He's putting a lot more thought into all of this than she thought that he might and while she'd initially been intrigued by the plan it's starting to feel like... a lot, maybe. All she wants is conversation; she doesn't want to be exposed. Especially not in an embarrassing way like Taako is suggesting.
Lucretia opens her mouth hesitantly.)
I don't know, I think... (but her words trail off into nothing, because he's still going, still babbling away. Lucretia can understand that some of it is nerves and anticipation of the gag he's planning but she won't stand for being ignored. Not when he's talking about her like that! She stares at him for a while longer, then gathers herself up and says,)
Stop, (over the top of him and the sound comes from every corner of the house. A little wave of indignant energy makes all the windows rattle in their frames; the floor shakes once, a light, frustrated roll underneath of Taako's feet. Into the silence that follows, Lucretia swells, growing a little larger until she's impossible for him to discount.)
I don't want to do that. I just want to talk to you, and– your sister. That would be fine.
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Lucretia opens her mouth hesitantly.)
I don't know, I think... (but her words trail off into nothing, because he's still going, still babbling away. Lucretia can understand that some of it is nerves and anticipation of the gag he's planning but she won't stand for being ignored. Not when he's talking about her like that! She stares at him for a while longer, then gathers herself up and says,)
Stop, (over the top of him and the sound comes from every corner of the house. A little wave of indignant energy makes all the windows rattle in their frames; the floor shakes once, a light, frustrated roll underneath of Taako's feet. Into the silence that follows, Lucretia swells, growing a little larger until she's impossible for him to discount.)
I don't want to do that. I just want to talk to you, and– your sister. That would be fine.