Sketchy Salad Symphony

“...you’re leaving?”
“Y... yeah...”
“But why!?”
“...it’s my grandparents... we can’t just leave them be.”
“...will... will you come back...?”
“Some day.”
“Promise?”
“I promise.”
“...okay...”
“...hey. Don’t cry...”
“Why not? You’re crying too!”
“N-no I’m not!”
“Y-yes you are! Heehee! You’re a terr... terrible liar, you know?”
A sigh. A laugh. And a smile among the tears.
“Come see me off tomorrow?”
“Yeah... yeah, I will. I promise.”