Wow, did it get weird in here really damn quick.
For everyone who's slagging on Jeph's art style, I suggest you buy yourself a tablet and try it some time.
Otherwise, either enjoy the comic (five days a week FOR FREE!!!) for what it is or eat some lasagna
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Brilliant! Thank you, Akronnick.
Now, getting back to the topic at hand; I think I figured out the last panel. She's neither crying, not laughing - she's just so completely mortified by that image flouncing through her mind that she's dying of embarrassment, right there on the spot.
Think about it - she's a loner, yeah, but the girl fights dragons and runs raids - she's pretty independant, and I don't think that even she realized just how hard she was crushing on Angus until right there, at that very moment.
Poor kid - all she wants now is for the pavement to open up and swallow her whole - and there's Angus, asking "What's wrong?", like she could really
tell him!
This has been another case file from the Carl Jung archives. Transmission over!