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PANEL 1
JAY IS STILL CURLED IN A BALL. HE'S LIFTED HIS HEAD AND BRUSHED HIS HAIR OUT OF HIS FACE JUST ENOUGH SO THAT WE CAN SEE HIS EYES, WHICH ARE FULL OF TEARS. NO DIALOGUE.

PANEL 2
JAY SITS UP ALL THE WAY, RESTING HIS CHIN IN HIS LEFT HAND, HIS KNEES STILL DRAWN UP TO HIS CHEST. HE LOOKS EXHAUSTED.
Jay: The... Th-the people I work for... well, Emmott, mostly...

PANEL 3
SIRIUS' EARS ARE STILL DROOPED AS HE STARES AT JAY, CONCERNED.
Jay: ... Y-you've met him at least once, right?
Sirius, confused: No?
Jay: Okay...

PANEL 4
JAY TIREDLY IS HOLDS HIS RIGHT HAND UP PARALLEL TO THE FLOOR, THE WAY ONE WOULD GESTURE TO INDICATE HEIGHT.
Jay: ... Sean Emmott. He's this... big, tall, older white guy. Thankfully, he doesn't come around in person much.

PANEL 5
JAY IS STILL SPEAKING. SIRIUS IS WATCHING HIM CAUTIOUSLY, HIS EARS PERKED BACK UP.
Jay: I review and send our reports about you kids to him, and then he tells me what he wants, and we try to do it. So... I'm Ben's and a couple other people's boss, but Emmott's my boss. D'you understand so far?
Sirius: ... I guess.