Narrator: DAY ONE OF T-REX SPENDING ALL HIS TIME ALONE:
T-Rex: Woo! Blissful isolation!

Narrator: DAY FIFTEEN:
T-Rex: Frig, MAYBE I screwed up??

Narrator: DAY SIXTEEN:
Dromiceiomimus: Hey T-Rex! It's been a while!
T-Rex: It sure has! I decided to keep to myself for a while and not see anyone else, and guess what?
Dromiceiomimus: You got sad and weird?
T-Rex: I GOT SAD AND WEIRD!!

Utahraptor: Looks like you're a social animal after all!
T-Rex: How did I not KNOW this??

T-Rex: HOW do I keep thinking "I don't need anyone" and then being COMPLETELY SURPRISED when I feel bad after isolation? What is it in my nature that seeks RADICAL INDEPENDENCE while also suffering from AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL AMNESIA??
Utahraptor: Let's discuss it at a nice restaurant!

Narrator: BUT THE RESTAURANT IS CROWDED:
T-Rex: This is too many people! I for one am returning to blissful isolation, which has never backfired on me before.
Off panel: T-Rex!
T-Rex: YOU HEARD ME