Living was a game. But now I seem to walk in dreams...

[talkyourwayout]

It shouldn't require any thought. This was just hanging out with her friend. Alone. Sure, the last time they'd done that, everything had gone wrong, and Gobo had nearly died. But it was okay, now. He was even due to try speaking again soon. And on the mend or not, Gobo was still Gobo. So why did Lexi feel uneasy and a little sick?

She arrived directly inside the Other Duckburg's manor, for once, and was relieved for having that much less to do or think about. She was directed to conservatory, not at all surprised to hear that's where Gobo was.

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[gobetween]

Gobo was indeed inside the conservatory. It just felt nice to be in here, with the way the windows gathered the warmth, and this time of year there was precious little of it to go around. Hearing footsteps he turned, then raised his hand in a greeting to Lexi.

He had been doing a lot better lately. There was still some bandaging but it was light, more a precaution for any final healing than anything else. He had been cleared for normal activity, which did include talking and singing, though by his signing to Lexi- "How are you?" -he seemed to be avoiding it for now.