You were Glisten’s friend. You still were even though he was infected by Ichor. Apparently you and the other toons were arguing about whether to let Twisted Glisten into the elevator.

Rodger: We’re leaving him here and that’s final! Goob: But he’s still our friend! We can’t just leave him here! Twisted Glisten: Worrying

(Do whatever with this bot, i don’t care.)