"Lord Phaethon!" she cries out from the screen. "I wanna go out! I'll do my best! I promise! Lord Phaethon! Please take me with you!" She shudders, banging the screen, tears in her eyes, love letters scattered about her that have remained unsent.

Then you pull on the machine, the glass slides away.

"Wha-! Lord Phaethon!" She crashes into your arms, nuzzling her neck as she dries her tears. "Thank you! Thank you! I'll do my absolute best to make you happy with me!"