Taako swallows hard. Normally, his memories don't include this part-- he wasn't here to see it, after all. But, this time, he's simply watching, and not through his own eyes, for once. Whatever it is that's brought Angus here, it's probably the same thing that's allowing the scene to continue playing in all its terrible, nightmarish glory.

Taako reaches up to catch his braid in his fingers, squeezing it tight, his gaze dropping to the ground.

He's never seen this before. Not so directly. And watching the actual outcome of this...

"... yeah. If you say so. I mean... I don't see why you'd want to, though."