[This truth effect isn't messing around. Luci is internally screaming and wishing she wasn't talking to Yuri about her mom of all things, but it feels like the harder she tries to lie, the words just come out faster and in greater numbers. Resisting is damning her.]

I didn't exactly have anybody to figure it out with until I got here. I'm not sure I ever thought I could be better. Being the devil means knowing you've lost, after all.

[She watches Yuri pick out gauze too, feeling like if she looked at him directly she'd say more than what's already coming up out of her.]

I hate it, but it's still the broken record I play all the time.