Panel 1: Senior, the Grey Nyan in the smock, locks down at the child with mild concern. He says, "I thought you were going to play in the field with the other kids...?" The child is despondent, turning her gaze down and away from him. She says, "They don't know how to play right. They called me bossy and creepy. Told me to leave."

Panel 2: Senior frowns and sighs. "Y'know, them calling you names says a lot more about their bad character than yours..." He says.

Panel 3: The child turns back to face him, looking upset and interrupting. "Senior... is there something wrong with me?"

Panel 4: Senior has picked up the child, who is clutching her radio. Senior is carrying her back down the hill, and says, "No, Roswell. You're just right they way you are." Roswell, the green child, looks a little sad.