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[gobetween]

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[forachange]

[Wembley winced at the sight of the forming black eye. While Gobo was right about having gone through worse, it still didn't feel good having caused that.]

Actually, after a day, you should start putting a warm wet cloth on it. Boober told me that once.

[Being the endless fountain of injury-and-illness-related information that he was.]

[gobetween]

[He looked up at that with a blink- well, a sort of blink anyway.]

Really? Huh, alright. I guess that makes sense...

Anything else Boober tell you?

[forachange]

[He nodded.]

Bilberries are supposed to help, and kinda- [He flexed his fingers in example.] -massaging around there, you know?

[gobetween]

Bilberries, huh? Might be a little hard to find those around here, but the other stuff doesn't sound that hard to do.

[Speaking of, he really should get that moss pack onto this, so he- carefully, avoiding Wembley's horns -gets to his feet and starts back toward his home. On the way he gingerly touched the area and winced, then held his hand over it again.]

[forachange]

Gobo, wait!

[He scrambled to get ahead of his friend, making sure to go wide as he moved directly around him.]

Do you want some help?

[gobetween]

[He shook his head- ooh, that hurt, great there's a headache with this now too -and gave him a bright smile.]

Thanks, but I got it Wembley! It's just a moss pack, that's not difficult to do.

[forachange]

Oh, um, okay. Just... Call for me if you change your mind, please?

[gobetween]

[He paused, giving him a lopsided confused look.]

You leaving?

[forachange]

What? No! I... Yes? Maybe I should wait out here? I don't know!

I just don't want to hurt you again.

[gobetween]

It was an accident, Wembley. I'll be alright!

You know you can never really hurt me, right? So, I might not need your help right now but you can still stick around if you want.

[forachange]

[He was pretty sure he did just really hurt Gobo, but... He doesn't want him to be alone, just in case he does need help. Besides, was there any truly good reason to stay away from one's best friend? He smiled slightly.]

I do want that.

[gobetween]

Good. Then sit down and relax, while I get the moss pack together for my eye. Then we can start talking about where we wanna explore.

[forachange]

[He did just that, hands in his lap, as his smile grew some.]

Okay, Gobo. And if you change your mind about needing help, I really will be happy to help you!

[gobetween]

I know, Wembley.

[A genuine, warm smile and he set off to gather some of the moss that grew in his cave. Making the pack was easy, though he wasn't quite sure how to keep it on his eye for now, at least and not have his hands stay free.

Electing to use his scarf for now with a shrug, he undid it and then carefully tied the strip of cloth around his head, threading it diagonally around the bulk of his muzzle and tying it near the nape of his neck, where it could support the pack from the bottom without having to go over the actual black eye. With that done, he went to gather his fledgling collection of Index maps together.]

[forachange]

[As badly as Wembley felt, he couldn't help a little snicker when Gobo returned with his makeshift eyepatch, though he tried to hide it behind his hands. It was probably for the best that he was quickly distracted by the maps.]

Wow, you've started some already?

[gobetween]

Yeah, 'course I have! I was only here for a few days before I started my first map. When you can see the ground from above, it makes it pretty easy, and fun.

Here, look...

[He pulled a table over to where Wembley was sitting, and spread a few out over them, pointing out different areas of interest. The Library, different shops and homes of other Aspects, the ocean, and more.]

[forachange]

[A little chuckle.]

'Course you have.

[He pored over the maps with genuine curiosity, especially with regards to the ocean.]

Wow! This place has a lot of great stuff, huh?

[gobetween]

It sure does. Took me a little bit to really get used to, you know, outside and stuff, but when I did I couldn't really stop exploring!

[forachange]

Yeah, that part's pretty weird.

[He smiled as he said it, though. Couldn't stop exploring; how extremely Gobo.]

But you know, I think you being used to it already is helping me be okay with it!

[gobetween]

That's great, Wembley! And hey, getting to grow flowers wherever you go out there isn't a bad thing either, eh?

[forachange]

Oh, it's really not! It's really neat to be able to do that. [He giggled, then turned his attention back to the maps.] So, do you have a favorite place here yet?

[gobetween]

Hmm, let's see...

[A bit of readjustment of his eyepack, which was dislodged bit by bit as he spoke, and he looked over the maps. He pulled one out and spread his hands over it, flattening it down.]

There's one really, really tall tree in the forest here. You can practically see the whole Index from up there! Even though heights in the Rock were kinda scary, there's something really calming about sitting up that high and looking around at the whol area.

[forachange]

Oh, really? Hmm, well, I'm glad you like it, Gobo! Really glad, but I think I'll have to find my own favorite place.

Although, I guess that's how it's supposed to be, anyway.

[gobetween]

That's exactly how it's supposed to be. I mean, you guys still don't know where my special place is in the Rock, do ya.

[He released the map and let it roll up, scooping up the scroll and lightly bopping Wembley's nose with it.]

And not for lack of trying.

[forachange]

[He giggled at that bop, ducking his head a bit.]

Heh, yeah, I know... But I think we all understand it a little better now.