Taako's attention is suddenly much more sharply turned on Baze, as though he's gone from an annoying feature of the landscape to something to... dissect. "I mean, you do you, death is pretty chill." The layers of irony in Taako making that statement would require a sedimentary geologist and an English major to unpack.
Of course, that's death the general concept. A certain couple of capital-D Deaths, and more particularly the absence thereof, is one of the most concerning things about the current situation. "But." He's suddenly speaking a lot more slowly, the shrill and aimless highs and lows falling from his voice in a way that makes it clear the dramatic flourishes are a put-on. "Death is supposed to be able to slice clear through the planes." And if this guy is a runner from the Astral Plane, Taako isn't the only thing that should be drawing the reapers here.
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Of course, that's death the general concept. A certain couple of capital-D Deaths, and more particularly the absence thereof, is one of the most concerning things about the current situation. "But." He's suddenly speaking a lot more slowly, the shrill and aimless highs and lows falling from his voice in a way that makes it clear the dramatic flourishes are a put-on. "Death is supposed to be able to slice clear through the planes." And if this guy is a runner from the Astral Plane, Taako isn't the only thing that should be drawing the reapers here.