[Yeah, I'mma say he's covered in blood, because that speaks to me.
Taako doesn't watch any of this - he doesn't want to, doesn't even consider coming over and trying to make it faster, because he's gotten this far and it'll be over soon enough, right? Haven't they asked enough of him? He feels empty, cold, and he won't give any more pieces of himself away, even as a mercy. Curling his knees up, arms wrapped around them - ignoring the pain and the blood and burying his face against his knees, shoulders quaking with something, though it's hard to tell exactly what. Laughter, tears, just the general release of anxiety and fear all at once?]
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Taako doesn't watch any of this - he doesn't want to, doesn't even consider coming over and trying to make it faster, because he's gotten this far and it'll be over soon enough, right? Haven't they asked enough of him? He feels empty, cold, and he won't give any more pieces of himself away, even as a mercy. Curling his knees up, arms wrapped around them - ignoring the pain and the blood and burying his face against his knees, shoulders quaking with something, though it's hard to tell exactly what. Laughter, tears, just the general release of anxiety and fear all at once?]
. . . Begone, thot.
[Then he laughs to himself, just a bit.]