Gobo had come to the pond to think, finding it thankfully quiet for the now at least. He had been sitting with his feet together and his elbows on his knees, light fists balled under his chin as he leaned forward on them. Wrapped up in his own head he didn't notice Mokey until she touched him, which is why he jumped a bit on said contact. Glancing around, he then smiled softly and sat up some.

"Oh, hi Mokey. Did you need something?"