Gamington does appear ashamed.
Probably it's because he's sitting in the same position of Samurais ready to commit Seppuku. Cerulean is next to him, quietly looking fearful in your direction.
You're sitting in front of them, perplexed at such a display.
"I am sorry, your evilness," he says. "But I couldn't just stand by and let Cerulean act alone in her endeavor. I should have known your superior intelligence would have found out what really happened, and for that I apologize."
"So, Cerulean took the girl first?"
"I was Dance-Dancing with the old console since the new one was broken, when I saw Cerulean slink by with a Cog I clearly had not built. I know because I have all the Cogs memorized in my subroutines. I asked her what she was doing, and she broke up. She said she was going to try to live up to your expectations of 'mercy' and after hearing the screams of the children for so long...I think she thought even saving one child was better than saving none. Maybe it was her Hero background that got the best of her? I do not know. However, I could not stand by and watch without making a move. She told me of the camera security, and so I reprogrammed them to look elsewhere in both the main entrance and the zeppelin bay. It would have seemed as if someone had taken a zeppelin. We wouldn't have freed the girl, only hidden her from...your evilness."
You give a nod, as he continues. "Cerulean had already destroyed the tapes, so after reprogramming them I had to make sure your evilness would believe the girl gone. I reprogrammed Splinter-Cog to deliver the message that indeed, he had seen Cerulean and the girl leave for the outside. Cerulean would then claim that she had actually eaten the girl in a roundabout way to make you suspicious of her, and with the two contradictory versions, you would have naturally realized the fault to be mine and mine alone. Unfortunately, it appears I have failed on this endeavor. I apologize, and am willing to take my life for repentance."
"That won't be necessary," you reply. "What you did was wrong not only because you disobeyed me, but also because you didn't tell me. I admit, at first I was planning on punishing you both and mutating the girl," you continue, your eyes hard. "However," you look at your hands, "It appears I am sliding towards the 'Evil' far more than the 'Overlord'. I cannot blame anyone else but myself for what has transpired. At the same time, I am not going to let this go simply because you did a good thing."
You narrow your eyes. "You are both responsible for...Jeanne, was it? Well, you are both responsible for her now," you continue, "If anything happens, it will be your fault." You then look towards Cerulean. "Why that girl in particular?"
"She...she drew a horrible picture," Cerulean says softly. "She wasn't fit to serve under you anyway, so I wanted her away."
That's...jealousy? Sibling jealousy?
"I knew you would have been mad if I ate her," Cerulean continues, "So I thought about bringing her outside and hide her, maybe in the cruiser or something. She would have been fine there. She wasn't simply worth it." Fidgeting, Cerulean adds. "You didn't particularly need her anyway, Dad."
"Cerulean, you disappoint me," you say calmly.
Cerulean blinks, as goo-tears start to form around the corner of her eyes.
"I am the Overlord, what I do is final. You shouldn't have acted on your selfish desires, and you should know that no-one will ever replace you as my daughter, no matter what. I have decided since this is your first offense, that I will not punish either of you as strongly as I should. You are responsible for Jeanne now, but the next time something like this happens, the next time you decide to go behind my back, you'd better hope it's for a surprise birthday party, rather than this."
They both nod quickly, and you stand up and turn thoughtful. "No Dance-Dance for a month, Gamington."
Lord Gamington lets out a groan, but bows his head in shame.
"And no magical wand for you, Cerulean. You aren't ready yet to become a Dark Advisor."
Cerulean pitifully makes a whining sound, before hanging her head low too.
You decide to talk with Ragnarok, and you actually do find him outside on the beach, using his psychic powers to lift columns of sand before slamming bolts of psychic energy in them.
He slinks a bit to the side as the sand drizzles downwards.
You cough to attract his attention, and when he turns to you with a puzzling glance, you give him a hug.
He blinks.
You stop hugging him. "I feel I should tell you I am sorry about the four hours of pain you suffered through."
"It is not a problem, your evilness," he replies, standing stiffly to attention like a soldier. "You have nothing to apologize for."
You leave it at that.
Psysquid comes in the throne room carrying a large parchment, with the missions for the day.
The city chosen is Justice-City!
1) We Will Always Remember. Destruction. "There will be a memorial held for all the victims of the Evil Overlord at the Justice-City cemetery. They're going to let the shots go viral," Psysquid remarks. "There will be quite a number of old out of service heroes present...we could acquire their mutagens for...spawn purposes." High Chance of Special Forces Present. Low chance of Security present. Multiple Heroes Present.
2) Love me. Love me. Love. Only. Me! Mixed. "There will be a 'cheerleader' competition held at Justice-Stadium. They're going to be cheering for the heroes in fighting against the Evil Overlord. We can take them out and deliver a crippling blow to the heroes...or acquire them for our own," Psysquid continues. He frowns for a bit, before growling as he seems to push his prescience past a block of sorts. Cheerie Forces Present! Hero Present! High chance of Special Forces present! "Seems this caught the interest of someone else," he adds.
3) My name, what is my name? Control "Amnesiacs. Get them from the hospital while they're still foggy, give them new memories and bam. Loyal minions." Security present. Low chance of special forces present.
Or you could simply upgrade with the Training Area.