Going to Weather

Panel 1 [Adelaide turns to face Barzillai, speaking more insistently, while he's avoidant.]

ADELAIDE:
I want to be beside you. I want to know. Because knowing whatever there is to know will agonize me less than the not-knowing.

BARZILLAI:
Addy…

Panels 2 [Shot of an empty darkened dining room, Addy's voice overlaid]

ADELAIDE:
Drowning alongside you would be better than going grey inside this empty house not-knowing.

Panel 3 [Shot of a darkened winding stairwell and hallway, Barzillai's voice overlaid.]

BARZILLAI:
I don’t wish to speak of your drowning, Adelaide.

Panel 4 [Shot of an empty darkened bedroom with a four poster bed, Addy's voice overlaid.]

ADELAIDE:
Then speak of my company.

Panel 5 [Adelaide leans her forehead against Barzillai's temple, closing her eyes and drawing one arm around him. Barzillai looks distressed]

ADELAIDE:
A small respite at sea. A small home still there even when there’s nothing left on the horizon.

Panel 5 [The candle burns on the table, both of their voices overlaid.]

BARZILLAI:
I’ll think on it.

ADELAIDE:
Please do.