289: Alone
Alone |
Title text: Worries assuaged, the numbers become less important than your touches. |
Explanation
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But at the title text he reverts this and falling back to the well known xkcd romance, he is just falling in love.
Transcript
- [Megan crawling on bed toward Cueball.]
- Cueball: It's not something you can turn off.
- [Cueball pulling Megan, bedspread, and pillow off of bed onto floor.]
- Cueball: A part of me is always detached. Abstracting, looking at numbers and patterns.
- [Megan on top of Cueball, both under bedspread, on floor. Megan looks to be 'touching' Cueball.]
- Cueball: When we should be closest, part of me is still alone. Counting the touches of her fingertips. Touch. Touch. Touch touch. Touch touch touch. Touch touch touch touch touch.
- [Same scene as third panel.]
- Cueball: Wait. Is that... That's the Fibonacci Sequence! Whatever I did to deserve you, it couldn't have been enough.