|Wednesday, February 13, 2008|
|Panel 1: Marie and Rahim wander through the Davies College basement.|
Rahim: I mean...you're sort of like that too, aren't you? You keep people at arm's length.
Marie: I guess.
Rahim: It's a defence mechanism. Trust is hard for us, and we're...a bit afraid of it, I think.
Marie: Rahim. My parents died.
Rahim: I thought they might have.
Marie: Who needs trust when your friends are psychic?
Rahim: Well, exactly.
Alt-Text: That's right, Rahim! Feel my wrath! Feel my...aw. That's sort of sad...