[Naturally, Lucretia's too perceptive to not know exactly what's gnawing on Lup's mind, the worry that is so easily read in the tense line along her shoulders. Lup wastes no time in plopping next to the other woman on her new couch, immediately curling her legs under her while turning to face Lucretia. She accepts the wine and throws her head back in a single, fluid motion, taking a quick swig before passing the bottle back.

Wiping her mouth off with the back of her hand, Lup knows there's no point in trying to pretend things are fine. No matter what she does or doesn't tell Lucretia tonight, it won't change how pissed off Taako is right now.]

It's complicated. [a beat] Which is the absolute shittiest answer to anything, but fuck. Luce, it's a shitshow. And I don't know how to explain it without like, telling you everything that I've heard. And Taako, he's... [Her voice trails off, while Lup debates the best way to approach this. She's only heard the story second-hand, she really isn't the best option to tell Lucretia about a future she's never come close to experiencing, but she owes it to her friend. If not her, then who?]

You know, when I first got here, Magnus didn't know who I was. He still doesn't, technically. I mean, we've met and he knows who I am now cause we live together, but... He doesn't remember any of the mission. Doesn't remember me at all. And he came from the same time Taako did.