Panel 1: Roswell holds Nightlight, on the outside of the wall. "Huh..." She says, looking down at herself with her third eye. "...I got old, too. How long was I gone?"

Panel 2: Nightlight climbs onto Roswell's shoulders. "I guess that explains why the city is in reclaimation," Roswell says as she looks at the bushes.

Panel 3: Roswell turns up her nose and walks away from the broken down house. "C'mon, Nightlight. Senior isn't here." She says.

Panel 4: Roswell scowls, bearing her teeth. "He's never there. Not when I need him. Lazy and unreliable." She says, Nightlight looking at her a little confused from her shoulders. Roswell continues, "Just like everybody else on this planet!"