‘Nique, fresh from a tree climbing devil chase is accosted by an unknown character: a child (?) who knows the lingo.
Here we see Sister (for want of another name) doing what I have always dreamed of: asking “Is this man bothering you?” and, to her credit, the woman admits that he is! I’m reminded of Scott McCloud and the thousand deaths in the gutter. Nothing Ishida could think up would be as bad (as good?) as what Sister does to Slick in my head—or in yours.
But now I’m awake. I can see. Can you?