Panel 1: Well, it is heartening to see someone encouraging April to stick with music for its own sake. I wonder, though: if Jim is so feeble that he can't stand up without assistance, why doesn't April put down the teacup? Or is it a balancing act? And why does she have a shortened torso again? And if she's gonna keep harping on Becky's absence, maybe she should give it up.
Panel 2: See? Just what I've been saying! And I like the visual, of the elderly man "moving on" with the pre-schooler in his path. And what the heck is Robin doing in the background? He looks like the burnt silhouette of the kid in "There Will Come Soft Rains"*. And it took me a second to realize that that's Iris in the kitchenette, not Mira.
Panel 3: Whoa, perhaps it is Mira! Way to talk around him, lady.
Panel 4: Which is a shame, really, because Jim has always sidestepped the useless-advice-from-the-elderly gag. And hey, at least he's resigned to people not listening, unlike SOME people.
*From The Martian Chronicles by Ray Bradbury. Also published as a standalone story. Basically, a house was on the very edge of a nuclear blast. The house survived, the family did not; only their silhouettes were permanently burned into the outside wall, with the boy forever leaping to catch a ball thrown by the girl.