Panel 1: Fathima and Iz stand in Iz and Rose's apartment.
Fathima: Rose is on her way. Are you okay?
Iz: Barely hanging on.
Panel 2: He shuts his eyes and raises a fist to his forehead. Fathima takes his other hand.
Iz: Takes all my energy to...to...
Fathima: Okay, deep breaths. Let's sit down.
Panel 3: They sit on the couch. Tears stream down Iz's face. Fathima strokes his hair.
Fathima: You can resist this, Iz.
Iz: Can I?
Panel 4: She puts an arm around him.
Fathima: I'm going to tell you you can until you do.
Iz: I appreciate it.
Alt-Text:
Fathima has the whole "mom" thing down cold.
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