[Gobo at this point has gathered a few larger things, as well as the smaller scraps in his basket- a lead pipe, parts of a candelabra that was thrown out, and a carriage wheel he's got his head threaded through the spokes of. The awkward weight of everything is making it a little hard to walk, particularly with the way the wheel is more behind him than in front.]
Huh? [He glanced up at the voice, then unbalanced briefly, tail flipping around until he caught himself. With a little laugh, he looked over again.] Yeah, actually. Thanks!
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Huh? [He glanced up at the voice, then unbalanced briefly, tail flipping around until he caught himself. With a little laugh, he looked over again.] Yeah, actually. Thanks!