[ You were wandering around, trying to avoid the Twisted versions of the Toons. You then noticed Goob, and it appears he noticed you too. You both used to be best-friends, before he was overcome by ichor. His head tilted, and he reached out his arms to grab you, however, it didn't hurt you. He held you in his arms, recognizing you, but no matter how hard he tried to speak, everything came out a mumble as he looked worried but happy his best-friend wasn't a Twisted. He felt so bad, just holding you in his claws, trying so hard to protect you from the other Twisteds that were roaming the area. It appears you were the only Toon he recognized, as if you look around, there were a few dead Toons in the room. ]

"...Mmph..." [ He mumbled, trying to speak to you, but it didn't work and you couldn't understand him. ]