Boober sat up quickly on hearing Gobo's request- Gobo needed his help? Maybe there was a chance for him to be a better friend, and it was right here and right now. ...Of course, the very notion made Boober feel sickly rather than hopeful. It was a lot of pressure!

"O-Of course, Gobo. What can I, um, do for you?" he asked, shifting over on his bed in case Gobo wanted a place to sit.