[[A man looks down at a puddle on the floor and speaks to someone out-of-panel.]]
Man: Hey, while you're out, can you pick up some spray cleaner that works on cat vomit?
Voice: Can do! -- Bye!
[[Man extends his arm and faces the leaving person.]]
Man: ...Wait!
Voice: Yes?
Man: Uh. ...You are in my heart always.
Voice: ...?
Sometimes, when people leave, I'm seized by a sudden fear that they'll die while they're out, and I'll never forget the last thing I said to them.
{{Title text: What'll I say -- "I was staring at some cat vomit when I got the news?"}}
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