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Panel One: The Painting stands with his arms out, as if to dramatically state the obvious, the Heart floating beside him, away from his Brother. The Brother floats, doubled over with arms crossed, looking at the Painting with a gentle anger.

Text Box 1, the Painting: It's not selflessness. This is what we are.

Panel Two: The Brother rolls his eyes, looking like what he was told was absurd, brows furrowed in confusion at the apparent nonsense he was just told.

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Text Box 2, the Brother: No. it's what YOU are.

Panel Three: The Painting stands, leaned over, arms out, stance wider than the usual ballerina folded grace he stands with. He looks baffled, his Brother staring at him once again absently.

Text Box 3, the Painting: What do you mean by you? I thought there was only us?

Text Box 3, Cont, The Painting: When that Vlue who wanted to be-

Panel Four: The Painting looks stunned, silenced, sweat rolling his cheek. His brows are wrinkled in shock and sadness.

Text Box 4, the Brother: The one who killed that disgusting Value was ME.

Text Box 5, The Painting: B-Brother that's not what father-

Text Box 6, the Brother: I'm proud of it.