It's Lucretia, (Lucretia mutters again, but with less conviction this time because if he insists on calling her something other than her name she'll take 'Luce' over 'babe' every day of the week.)

And I'm pretty sure that I'm real; unless I'm the product of a mass hallucination or... something?

(She glances down at herself for a moment, then shivers, and the motion ripples right through her form. It shakes her control of Taako's wrist and she watches, slightly amused as his hand smacks dully onto the screen of his phone, then slides off it to drop by his side.)

... That was kind of cool.