It's not a wildly outlandish hope, considering how very un-Lydia her whole current sitch is, in Taako's admittedly quite limited experience. No smugly murderous theatrics and dope outfits here, just completely unrecognisable gratitude and commiseration. Yeah, no wonder he doesn't cotton on, just waves off her thanks and sidles up to the cactus thing.

Her attempt at concealment isn't even that sketch, given the circumstances. "Smart. You're gonna cook like an egg if you don't keep it all under wraps out here. Whaddya mean, something like that?" He mimics her displeased inflection exactly as he prods the cactoid delicately with the toe of his shoe, really hoping he doesn't get stabbed in the foot or something. "Not even any good loot. It's a cactus."