Chapter V: LXXVIIII
For now, just this one row of talking heads (oh, talking heads, you are so easy to draw). I’m working on the continuation. (Could it be more talking heads? The anticipation!)
I’m already weird/wired early in the morning (it’s very early as I’m type this), and I haven’t even had any caffeine. Must be spring.
Please Felix, think before you act.
At this time you are probably the only one who can protect them all. Don’t do something stupid.
Felix: Boss, your brother is being mean to my cousin/adopted brother/best friend. The one I thought was dead.
Emperor:(yawns) Get back to work.
Domitian: So you stole my pet Hebrew? I’ll get you both for this.