"Alright, then... Look at me," he instructed, and when Gobo complied, Boober took a close look at his eyes, his hands on Gobo's face- for about ten seconds before he sort of went rigid. After that, he dropped his hands and stared across the room, looking troubled.
Something was wrong, and not just with Gobo's memory. He was upset? He couldn't explain it, just something deep in the pit of his stomach was suddenly churning. It was almost as if- But no, Sidebottom didn't know the meaning of the word 'upset', did he?
Maybe he was just coming down with something... How perfect. He took a deep breath, tried to set it aside for now - whatever it was - to return his focus on Gobo.
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Date: 2021-06-29 01:26 am (UTC)Something was wrong, and not just with Gobo's memory. He was upset? He couldn't explain it, just something deep in the pit of his stomach was suddenly churning. It was almost as if- But no, Sidebottom didn't know the meaning of the word 'upset', did he?
Maybe he was just coming down with something... How perfect. He took a deep breath, tried to set it aside for now - whatever it was - to return his focus on Gobo.
"Have you hurt your head at all recently?"