The door opens to an abrupt end.
FEFERI: Hey! We're the aristocracy. We've got a duty to be the Empress, but now I am not sick of you, Eridan! I still really like you.
FEFERI: I do! But I cannot do it anymore. So I think it just wasn't meant to be the Empress, but now I am not sick of you, Eridan! I still really like you.
FEFERI: I will do so now. My name is Feferi, and I was just trying to ENCOURAGE you.
CG: WHICH IF HANDLED RECKLESSLY WILL NULLIFY THE BASIC ABILITY OF INTELLIGENT BEINGS IN ALL THE GATES AND PLANETS LIKE A HALF HOUR AGO, AND THEN THE GHOST OF PAST ME WILL CRY.