[ Terry has been a bad liar all the time, no matter how old he is. At least that's one thing that's consistent. With his cheeks squished, he snaps out of his daydream of imagining the moments when Lily was in the house. ]

It won't do me any good to live in this house, nya. I don't want it to be destroyed, because it has a lot of memories, but they'll just be that--memories, nya.

[ He sighs in exasperation because of the verbal tic, because he wants to have a serious conversation, but the atmosphere is immediately ruined. ]