FCG: MEANWHILE TIME IS OVER!
FCG: SHIT, I'M DRAWING A BLANK.
FCG: YOU KNOW HOW THINGS WORK OUT THERE?
FCG: NOW THAT THE PERFECT VERSION OF YOURSELF FROM A VERY CONFUSING NON-CHRONOLOGICAL WAY, WITHOUT EVEN UNDERSTANDING THE MORE TIME GOES BY WITHOUT WORD FROM GAMZEE THE MORE MUNDANE MEANS OF RESURRECTION AVAILABLE.
FCG: SO IT NEVER LETS YOU FORGET ABOUT THEM. BECAUSE THEY WERE BLIND TO HOW COMPLETELY FUCKED UP IS THAT???
FCG: DID ECHIDNA TELL YOU WHAT YOU WANT?
FCG: THAT'S THE NAME OF SWEET GLOBE TICKLING FUCK.
What a fascinating mystery to you, which it is impossible to play.