After listening to a short loop of the rather repetitive music, the fortune teller shifts to stare directly at Rosinante with bloodied, vacant eyes. It takes him in before its jaw unhinges, clearly a result of a broken mechanism that would usually make the mouth move. A mechanical voice delivers his fortune:

You have a lot on your mind, don't you? Those words you keep to yourself weigh you down and prove a burden. Share your heart with those around you — they will hear your woes.

After his fortune, Rosi will feel compelled to share what is on his mind, no matter how personal or abrupt it might be. As he grows more aware of his loose tongue, he will be able to fight the blurts more and more, though the longer he avoids saying what he is thinking the more oppressive he'll find holding back. These effects will last one week.