Plastic Sea (JA) — What's Left, Sayfa 34
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Metin dökümü
パネル1：薄暗い船倉で、Rokaはクロームの右前腕を胸の前に抱え、手の甲にある目を見下ろす。Roka：「……俺は人間だ」 パネル2：目の極端なクローズアップ。目はため息をつくように半分閉じる。Tohum：「……ああ」「それは残念だ」 パネル3：Rokaは目に向かって叫ぶ。目はまたぱっと開く。Roka：「残念だと？！」Tohum：「心配しないで。個人的なことじゃない」
Görsel açıklaması
Rokaはクロームの右前腕を胸の前に抱え、手の甲にある目を見つめる。その目はため息をつくように、彼が人間だと言い、個人的なことではないと告げる。
Bu bölüm hakkında
In the dark at the bottom of the sea, something is counting. On Candyreef, a candy-coloured island of floating trash, Roka wakes to a water bag in the face from his street crew, lifts breakfast from the old woman who would have fed him anyway, and tells the kid who follows him that he doesn't owe anybody. Then the gulls lift all at once, and a Maw eats half the island. A day and a night alone at sea later, the Garden Ship fishes him out and orders him to walk its treadwheels for fish heads. Roka is nobody's slave, so he goes looking for something to steal instead, and breaks into a barnacled case dredged from the seabed. The silver dust inside climbs into his arm and says hello. It is polite. It is curious. It wants every human dead. And it has just started counting again.