1 - The Phantom walks across the room, one hand to his chin in classic thinking pose and the other behind his back. The edge of a table is visible in the foreground of the panel.
THE PHANTOM: I'm not saying I haven't done great things or made a difference, but who am I to say what my son must or mustn't do?
2 - The Phantom is pacing back the other way, his fretting increasing - he now has one hand up on his head, as if he was passing it through his hair in confusion / desperation.
THE PHANTOM: What if he wants to be a doctor? An artist? A rock star?
3 - The Phantom is pacing back in his original way, clearly making little progress. His hands are thrown up in despair,
THE PHANTOM (1): Why shouldn't he get the luxury to chose his own destiny simply because he was born to the Walker name?
DIANA (off-panel): Kit...
4 - Switch angles to the other side of the table. Diana Palmer, wife of Kit Walker, sits at the table, feeding an obviously very young child who is sitting in a high chair next to her. Kit Junior is not being incredibly cooperative in this goal, with food pretty much everywhere but in his mouth - this side of the room is messy. Diana looks at Kit Senior with some bemused frustration.
DIANA: I think we have some time to consider the question.