Standing in one of the tunnels Gobo happened to pass by was Boober, on an errand of sorts. He was looking for bleachnuts, and sometimes it was just easier to pick the best ones himself.
It was hard to miss colorful Gobo... Especially when he looked so upset. Boober hesitated on seeing that, for several reasons. If Gobo's low was strictly emotional, he might need to be alone... And he still had bleachnuts to gather. But on the other hand, if Gobo was ill, well, who was going to help him if not Boober? Oh, but contagions...
What ultimately got him to start following Gobo, albeit after a lengthy wait, was just- A feeling he'd always had. That looking after Gobo was something he should do, whenever he could. He followed at a distance, and when Gobo started heading into a large cavern, Boober watched him carefully. When he spoke, it wasn't so Gobo would hear him, but rather, his concern flowing over and spilling out as words.
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Date: 2020-06-26 11:44 pm (UTC)It was hard to miss colorful Gobo... Especially when he looked so upset. Boober hesitated on seeing that, for several reasons. If Gobo's low was strictly emotional, he might need to be alone... And he still had bleachnuts to gather. But on the other hand, if Gobo was ill, well, who was going to help him if not Boober? Oh, but contagions...
What ultimately got him to start following Gobo, albeit after a lengthy wait, was just- A feeling he'd always had. That looking after Gobo was something he should do, whenever he could. He followed at a distance, and when Gobo started heading into a large cavern, Boober watched him carefully. When he spoke, it wasn't so Gobo would hear him, but rather, his concern flowing over and spilling out as words.
"Gobo... What's wrong...?"