[Boober doesn't know this place. The forests spreading out ahead are new to him, as are the broken old stairs, where he's instinctively wedged himself into a large crack in the material. Wherever he is, he feels sure that it's not right, a sense of uneasiness beyond knowing this is the wrong place for him to be.

There's a sorrow to this forest, something so unlike the usual level of melancholy where Boober lives. There's despair in the darkness here, so strong that Boober notices the feeling before he even notices he's a fraggle, much less has a chance to wonder why. And even once the realization about his body does hit him, there is very little time for confusion as his eyes adjust to the dark, far deeper than what they were so used to, and sees someone just below him. Not just someone, but perhaps the only person who could get him to rush out from his little hiding spot in this moment.]

Riz?!

[Normally, it would've been a cry of relief on seeing Riz was here too, but no. Something isn't right with Riz here, too. Boober trips over himself trying to get down just the one or two steps he's up off the ground - the stumbling a result of both his small size and his hurrying - but he lands safely enough and doesn't let it slow him down much, anyway. He gapes up at Riz, now able to see what's wrong.]

What happened? I don't have... [He moves his hands as he looks around, sighing at the conclusion he draws.] ...anything to help on me, but I can- I can find what I need. I'll take care of you.