((I'ma just write a rambling speech based off of the impression I got from Dora's face... forgive any unusualness.)
Faye: Well, what do you think?
Dora: As I stared into those pools of blackness, I could feel my mind ripped slowly, agonizingly into a place where the light of life would never hold a spark, where all was as still as the void. The darkness enchanted me, pulling my fragile consciousness into its everlasting home and there did it judge my soul. Finding me lacking, it remade me in its own image. It was at that moment that I knew, there is no god, no hope, no reason. Just the endless expanses of Oblivion that await us all. *Says three words in eldritch horror from beyond time and space speak)
Faye: ... If you wanted me to change the color of the eyes, you could have just asked.