Panel 1: A child with messy brown hair is sitting on the grass behind a bush, crying.
Child [thinks]: I don't even care.
Panel 2: The child swipes an arm across their face.
Child [thinks]: If they're mean to me, I'll be mean to them. I'll bite them. I'll--
Someone nearby sniffles.
Panel 3: The child looks aside to see Rose also sitting on the grass, crying.
Panel 4:
Child: This is my sadness place.
Rose: It's a really good one.
Alt-Text: It sucks when your really good sadness place is invaded by time travellers.
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