Don't blame you. If I could get someone else to handle the "trapped in a time bubble and dying on repeat" thing, I tooootally would have. It was way too much work.

[Over two weeks later and he's still trying to get sand out of his godsdamn shoes. Sand got everywhere.

Although it was nice to be relieved of all his guilt. Well, most of his guilt. Some of it. Whatever. He's chill again.]

And nah, it's-- Well it's weird, sure. The whole kidnapping, waking up in a crystal, thinking I'm dying and being alone thing was not pleasant, but?

[Taako shrugs and spins his umbrella in his hands.]

Taako's good. At least this crystal isn't spreading everywhere and turning us into dumbass statues.