[There was half a glance up at Boober's aborted sentence, though in truth he might not've noticed it if the Carbink hadn't reacted. Watching Cristallino, he tilted his head after a moment.]
Uh. Yeah, sure Boober. Anything for a friend, eh?
[He reached out, lightly tuffling Carbink between the ears.]
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Uh. Yeah, sure Boober. Anything for a friend, eh?
[He reached out, lightly tuffling Carbink between the ears.]
What's wrong, little guy?