She struggled for a few minutes, fangs worrying at her bottom lip, because she was unsure how best to get from 'here' to 'there'. There had been so many thoughts. So quickly. It seemed maybe she should crowd a 'panel' with all of them, too close together and in too many languages to read.

But then she recalled that all of the thoughts had vanished into clarity. A single, sure thought.

On an impulse, she turned to look at Mack. "Is it done to split panels between? To have persons in separate places in the same panel?"