“We have to go after her!”
“Veevee. I know you care about her, but…”
“She's not herself…”
“It needs help.”
“We don't want you getting hurt.”
“...she wouldn't hurt me.”
“Veevee, seriously. Please don't. I have a very bad feeling—"
“They're right, Vees. You don't understand what's going on.”
“I'm not a child, I—”
“Would ANYONE like to talk about how weird Furlo's been acting.”
Furlo smiles.
“I would.”
“You've been all cryptic, and not to mention you DID steal the journal. I want answers.
“Bleepo, is now really the time?”
“The time is what we make it.
“Veevee. You've been one of Furlo's friends for years, I know you know something's up! Please, just—”
“I was Tibbo's friend too.”
“Veevee, don't—”
“No. I don't know what the %&#% happened between you and Tibbo, but I still care about her. I'm going after it.
“...if you go, I'll go with you.”
“Is that so, Grilbo? Very out of character, considering your… distaste for the crittel.”
“You of all crittels should know how personal this is.”
“True, true…”
“Am I… missing something?”
Furlo smiles at you.
“You are! But don't worry.”
“Hello? Is nobody listening to me? Furlo CLEARLY knows something, and everyone's just ignoring it?”
“For the record, I don't think any of these accusations need to happen anymore. The journal's gone, and Tibbo… it'll calm down eventually.”
Bleepo looks at Binbus with hopeful eyes.
“Binbus?”
I think...
I'm gonna go with Veevee and Grilbo to try and find Tibbo.
You're right. Furlo's hiding something, and I'm really curious to find out what.
I'm gonna leave. Blombo's got the right idea to let this rest.
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