PANEL 1:

ZAHIR: Oh, that's very brave of you.

Suha'ri stops drinking.

PANEL 2:

Suha'ri looks up, slightly blushing.

SUHA'RI: Brave...?

PANEL 3:

SUHA'RI: I've never been told that before... thank you.

Zahir proudly crosses his arms as he smiles.

PANEL 4:

Zahir looks away, putting a hand on his thigh as he talks.

ZAHIR: My family's the same way. Left Kvannu two generations ago to be farmers out here.

PANEL 5

Suha'ri leans over in astonishment, hands below his lips.

SUHA'RI: Kvannu? That's so far away!

Zahir beams.

ZAHIR: Yep! Grand ol' mum got fed up with the political werk so she took the earliest ship out and never looked back!

PANEL 6:

Suha'ri turns his head to the side, smiling nervously.

SUHA'RI: I used to live in a city like Kvannu myself...

SUHA'RI: But the stress gave me writer's block.

PANEL 7: Zahir happily squints at Suha'ri, hand under his chin.

ZAHIR: Well, Mr. Suha'ri, I hope the fresh air helps clear up that writer's block of yours.

SUHA'RI: Thank you... it has been ever since I moved to your village.