Wembley hadn't been the only one to stay behind, at least. Gobo had elected to stay as well, because he wanted to add some painted designs to the wall of the baby's room. He was painting a stripe of blue when the sneeze exploded in the other room, spooking him and making him jump. Blinking, he stepped back a bit and looked up at the new squiggle. Well. It was eclectic, maybe...?

Shaking his head some, he stepped out into the hall and shouted down it.

"You alright, Wembley?"