"A friend of mine. Steven," Perdita began, cautiously. She wasn't sure how comfortable Gobo would be with being seen by another human, considering how so many of them viewed Fraggles: as trophies or goods. It was another reason she hadn't told Bob about Gobo - to respect his wishes, not because she thought Bob would try anything unkind.
Nor did she think Steven would, of course, but Gobo didn't know the teen mage like she did - didn't know him at all, except for the occasional story she'd told. "He's a really good healer, Gobo. If anyone can help you, it's him."
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Nor did she think Steven would, of course, but Gobo didn't know the teen mage like she did - didn't know him at all, except for the occasional story she'd told. "He's a really good healer, Gobo. If anyone can help you, it's him."