Fiona: Yeah.... but still. I kinda feel sorry for that other me...
*Meanwhile in Overlord Fiona’s dimension...*
Overlord: .....*is sitting silently in a throne, holding something in her hands. As she holds it, she thinks back to what Fiona said. Doing so causes a tear to escape her eyes....* Nnngh... *she then gets up, and storms off to her bedroom, tossing the object onto a coat hanger on the way out*
*The object in question.... being a black jacket with flames on it*