All things considered, Kravitz is incredibly good at bullshit. He's hunted all kinds of people, been in all kinds of situations, adapted all sorts of personalities. He can do this... probably. If he can get past his own psychosis to do something properly.

He forces a laugh at the last line, but it's not as strong as he wants it to be. "No, no, I'm... I've heard of her, but that's not my profession." He has no idea what she's doing in this world, but if Taako doesn't know him, the chances of them knowing each other are slim to none. Best not to worry about it, he thinks, as if he isn't worried about fucking everything right now. "No, this is more like... we're looking for things like lapses in memory. Like remembering things that never happened, or realizing things don't... quite line up like they should."

He knows he needs to do this gently, more than he probably is, but he's pushing forward. He needs this to work. He needs this to be over. Will Taako hate him for shattering this? He'll-- no, he'll forgive him. Taako wouldn't want to die for this. "For instance, do you remember how you came to this place? What day it was? Or how you came to live here, in this specific place?"