week 1; taako (post-trial)
[ when the trial has come and gone, miki is still in hell. that is to say she's in mcdonalds and getting some burgers because goddamn somehow that insanity made her famished. and when she spots taako, whether he's hanging out or leaving, she immediately calls out to him-- ]
HEY, COME HANG OUT WITH ME!
HEY, COME HANG OUT WITH ME!
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[Just shrugging. Taako's moral compass points to a different true north than others, sure, but he isn't really ashamed of that.]
Anyway no one really knows how you died - I mean, clearly, that's why I get so many questions. They don't have to know, the buncha Nosey Nellies. That's kinda between you and whatever deity you do or do not worship.
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[ said like it's a foreign language and she's just trying hard to be cool. ]
But you're right, I don't really care about how people died. Doesn't change that we're dead. And I think we have a lot more important things to worry about than prying into people's lives. Like how to find the Composer and kill them. That's the only asshole I really wanna murder here -- Reapers are just the servants way I see it.