A century is a lot of time to consider, to process. Its smallest moments could mesh together, suffuse and integrate until they're indestiguishable. For Taako, that's common. What wasn't, was the fact a whole eon was taken from him for ten long years. It hit harshly and jumbled. The major parts came back first quickly, like a drop of ink on a blank paper so old that the fibers were loose, absorbing the ink so quickly it didn't had enough time to spread.
After they defeated the hunger, the seven of them, it took a lot of talking to sort things out. For Taako, he had Lup to help fill the gaps of his shakey, long stolen memories. As they had talked about each cycle, the meals they shared and the pain-- the good times they had, and bad, many things stuck with him each time they sat down and sorted. How some memories that Lucretia tampered with were split. She cleared that up best she could, which helped tremendously.
Going back on major cycles, Taako sat at the kitchen table alone with a fresh muffin. It was easy to make, something he could do now after gaining back his confidence slowly in cooking. Munching into the breakfast treat he thought about the cycle with the robots, how Lup and him had gone to loot up old metalic parts for the ship. The gun scene. The lower tiers, the crystal full of souls-- Where had he had it last again...?
And that's when it had hit Taako.
"Fuck, I sold that bitch!!" he exclaimed, muffin lost to his sudden realization, forlornly rolling along the table top with only a couple bites on the top gone. The wizard fetched his Stone of Far-Speech from the kitchen counter from when he had wished Kravitz a good day. Deft fingers rubbed over the smooth surface of the enchanted stone as he set it to a specific frequency, one that belonged to one Merle Highchurch. After greeting the old timer he asked about getting back the crystal. Merle apologized and refused gently, explaing that he was needed where he was at. Taako brushed off his disappointment in getting the trio back to do some exploring like before, but it was expected. Merle was reconciling with his family, and was helping reaching out to the youth. All fair points. Without much thought afterwards-- that will be for after he's done being hellbent on getting at least one of these chucklefucks into saying yes, and changed the frequency on his Stone of Far-Speech to contact the rugged, hospitable human; Magnus.
"Hey Mango, uh-- uh-- so I was thinking, just had a thought-- a moment of lucidity, rare I know, of uh-- Of get-- getting back the crystal we up and found on that robot cycle? The-- The one where you got all those arms from. Remember that, Mags? Anyway, just remembered I sold it, and figured; hey, it's about time we get it back, right? You up for an adventure?"
