Chris casually reached down and plucked Gobo's hand up by the sleeve, putting it away from his bandages, without looking away from him. Don't do that.

"I've been alright. Work's been a bit of a drag lately, but what else is new?" He snickered softly, shrugging a bit. "Mokey came by a few days ago, showed me a new painting she'd done. Maybe you know it? 'Flower Fields Over Pond,' though it looked a little more like she was trying splatter-paint style." Another soft snort. "In a good way, of course."