Panel 1: Marie follows Casey through the park.
Marie: Okay, listen. I realise you change your ideas about what you want every forty-five seconds or so.
Panel 2:
Marie:
But isn't that part of the problem? Something's gone wrong. If the
mystical-claptrap explanation is right, there've even been freaking portents.
Panel 3: He turns to face her.
Marie: I know what you have to do, and frankly, so do you. You're just in denial about it.
Casey: Because it will kill me!
Panel 4:
Marie: No, it won't, and that's the sad part.
Casey: See...there's a sad part.
Alt-Text: The sad part is not shiny...not shiny at all.
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