The succubus is sobbing from frustration and agony, clear on her face, as Ruby shifts the rooms around; it's likely she doesn't even see it. "My... My T-True Name is..." she starts, her breath almost catching in her throat, before she finally utters the syllables; almost nonsensical, in the common tongue, and they seem to make their air crackle blue, with their intensity, but Ruby hears them with intense clarity, and they seem to almost burn into her mind, perfectly formed. It might be a little difficult for her elven tongue to pronounce it properly, but far from impossible.<br/><br/>Finished, the succubus slumps against her bonds, her body shuddering from the weeping.