"...no, I've always been Eleanor, I just parade myself around with a borrowed name because nobody listens to Eleanor Rigby. That's how that song goes."

Luci rubs her face with a hand, then rests her chin in it before squinting down at Amaterasu again. "Are you saying Santiago took this from me? And I could get it back if I just... what?"

She sounds lost, maybe scared-- too human for Persephone's comfort perhaps. "I've had this same dream three times now, and I don't know what you're trying to tell me anymore. You say I'm Lucifer, you say I can stop the world, but that's insane."