Susan and Diane talk about Susan's cleanness issues.
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Setting[]
- The mall
Time[]
- Friday of the seer meeting
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Art[]
- Greyscale
Layout[]
- Portrait
- Three rows: three panels in row 1 (of which the left one is fairly narrow and the middle one very narrow), three panels in row 2 (of which the left one is fairly narrow and the middle one very narrow), two panels in row 3 (total: eight panels)
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| Diane | It really does sound like you're afraid of germs. |
| Susan | It's not.. They can be on my mind, but that's not the real problem! |
| Susan | (voice-over herself scratching her hands while a monster is behind her.) It's more like like some overactive survival instinct keep warning me when it thinks something might be gross, or toxic, or dirty, or cause stains, or... something. It's like an itch I need to scratch, so I sanitize my hands, or change clothes, or whatever will make my brain shut up! |
| (pointing at the monster in the fantasy panel described above) (Symbolism, Mind you.) | |
| Diane | Wow, that... sounds like an allergy, but with your mind overreacting instead of your body. |
| Susan | (thinking) She moved from the wall... and that... |
| Susan | (thinking) That was the perfect analogy. She understands! |
| Susan | (thinking) I want to hug her, but I only just met her! And I don't like being touched. And she's been putting her back up against walls! |
| Diane | Are you okay? |
| Susan | Fine. Fine and good. And hungry. (pointing somewhere) To food! Food is logical! |