Commentary:
I had that final panel printed on a mug with the cloud changed to say "coffee" instead.
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She enters the castle, the Green Knight following closely behind.
A kitchen, well-equipped, well-stocked. An onion, already cut in half. The Green Knight observes...
...and then helps. Now sans robe, sans helmet, sans chainmail cow, a lot less scary looking, a handsome green side part on his green head, he pushes a stack of chopped onion into the boiling pot of soup.
A gentle pillar of soup smell wafts from a window in the castle as the sun sets further.
