[With a satisfied nod, Boober sets to brewing tea. Conversation from him all the while is limited - not due to any upset feeling, he just feels like his brain is still too cold to fully work right - but Boober's not so much one for small talk at the best of times. Case in point, after he places a mug of tea down in front of Gobo and sits down with his own, he goes right to asking:] How long are you here this time?
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