[Suzerain of Sheol]

"Wow. Guess he didn't like my house. Couldn't wait to get out of here. Good riddance."

Tsaerri paces around to observe Gambooge's progress, letting her threatening clone disperse without acknowledgement. "That's true," she affirms, narrowing her eyes as she sees him still messing around with his stupid, sodden cake. "Just think of how productive we could be if you could have just behaved yourself." She crosses her arms, staring at him. "Are you prone to childish outbursts like that?"