"There was a bad blizzard around then, and Gobo and Wembley got trapped outside in it." When Gobo started to argue, he held a hand up. "Gobo, it might've been your idea to go outside, you hardly would've known there was a storm coming. And Wembley, indecisive though he is, still has all the agency he needs to to know if he wants to go with you or not. And besides that, it was him that saved you both when things were lookin' bad."

He knelt down, putting a hand on Gobo's shoulder. "That day is not all on you, and I'm sorry tae hear you're still feelin' guilty about that whole thing, even given what happened afterwards. I think you ought to talk to Wembley about that, no matter what else you've got on your mind."