[Boober takes another, longer, drink from his mug to cover that his smile fades. He knows Gobo doesn't mean anything rude! It just leaves him a bit prickly, hearing that on top of thinking about his time here eventually ending. That, itself, is something so complicated and muddled that he tries not to think about it at all, and frankly, he's not about to change that.
So after a moment, he asks:] What made those moments so special?
[...Okay, probably not the best way he could've worded that. Maybe he should've waited a little longer. Boober sighs.]
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So after a moment, he asks:] What made those moments so special?
[...Okay, probably not the best way he could've worded that. Maybe he should've waited a little longer. Boober sighs.]
What I mean is, I'd like to hear more about it.