There was something in that last word that he 'heard' more in the hug than in the actual speech. A lot had certainly happened since he'd met Gobo, hadn't it? And he'd given him, and his friends, a steady supply of food, safety, somewhere- and someone -they could count on, and though Louie hadn't been there to see the poaching incident first hand, he had. So he knew the unsaid, and there was a familiar smile on his face that Louie might catch as he hugged the young Fraggle in return.

"Uncle Scrooge, Gobo." Feeling him lean back, he did the same and smiled at that surprised face, placing a hand atop his head to gently scruffle his hair. "If you'd like. And that goes for the rest of your friends, too."

The second hug just then said all it needed to, to.