"Hmm. Don't know. Call it human flaw. Call it hyper capitalism. Whatever," Lucy hums. "Where I'm from, mega-corporations took over everything, and society just followed in their wake. Everything's for sale: peace, dignity, your secrets. Your life."

She stoops to collect some more water. It hits her all over again how different Magisteria is from Night City-- not that she's ever stopped thinking about that comparison ever since she got here.

"Everybody's desperate for power because that's the only thing that lets you rise above the shit and the grime. It's the only way to be treated like a person with actual rights."