[Oh boy, what a bad, terrible, no-good situation. Venus looks to the dragon-person, then to the abyss, then to the scale, then back to the dragon-person, and she begins to sweat.]

Oh, haha.

I don't... [She shouldn't keep secrets though, right? But it's scary to just say things.]

Well ah, I'm the Devil? Oh, wait, but that's not really a secret, is it? [Goodbye she is dying. It is time to perish.]