[ The ceiling could use a paintjob but Karkat has already had enough stress for one day so Prince Gumball decides against using this as a new topic. ]

Very well, a short moment of silence. Alas poor sense and rationality, we knew you well. Ashes to ashes and dust to dust, we send sense and rationality into earth's crust.

[ And after said moment, he lightens up. Slightly. Hesitantly. ]

It's...a pleasure-- [ once again, being kind ] --to meet you, Karkat. You may address me as Prince so as to avoid the untimely death of any part of your sanity again in the future.