Panel one: The Brother grabs the Painting, holding his bicep. He directs his attention to the Painting frame, allowing them to see the outside world. The Brother looks upset, but also stern. He points to the painting frame. The Painting stands, chest turned away and arms crossed, the Heart floating above his chest. He turns to where he's directed, looking upset at what he sees.
Text box 1, the Brother: That?
Panel Two: The outside world shown from the paintings frame shows directly beside them, the ink black painting the Primary Color Users died to strip away from the dark haired man hangs on thew al, as if staring at the brothers within the frame. The Brother's finger is shown, pointing directly to that frame.
Panel Three: The Painting looks away, sadness and regret on his face, the foreground showing his Brother's face snarling with anger. Anger at the Values.
Text Box 2: The Brother: Rubbing your nose in it...when you needed their help.
Panel Four: The cobblestone floor is lonely, holding the same now rusty chains bolted to the floor. Attached to those chains sits the very yellowed, old skeleton of the once dark haired man, long since dead and gone.
Text Box 3, the Brother: you're too selfless, my dear Brother.








