Eridan Ampora does not look like he's been having a good day. His scarf is torn, his cape is in tatters, his hair is a singed mess, and he's got ugly violet bruises all over his face. And - worst of all - his rifle is nowhere in sight.
Eridan is trying (and failing) to comb his hair back into shape, but he drops it in surprise when he sees Karkat walk in. "Kar! Thank the Speaker - you're the first friendly face I'vve seen all day. These assholes wwouldn't knoww how to treat royalty if it crash-landed on their front lawwnring, wwhich it did." Eridan blinks, his ears finally catching up to his mouth. "Wwhat havven't you heard the newws?" He smirks, all dissatisfaction washed away in a wave of self-satisfied poise. "You're lookin at the first royally appointed an democratically approvved ambassadorphaner a the Royal Republic a Alternia to the human planet a Earth."