[PQ] we worked so hard to build a little house

LOCKE

Of course he's here. Where else would he be? Practically Maeve's little guard dog at this point, following at her heels like a lost puppy. Except he's late this time. Fashionably so. Or something. Time is a concept. He's pleased as Punch until he sees Remi and Ronin. Did he ever tell Ronin he was leaving? Eh, it's fine. Raza is there too and he tries to ignore the faint bristle he feels at it being called a whorehouse. After all, that is what it is, right?

He stands next to Maeve, hands on his hips with one head tilted to the side before he turns to look at her. "What's first, Babe? Gonna need wood and shit. Could come with me into town." After all, the Halenani isn't going to build itself, right? Out of thin air?

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Locke is offering to get wood!

I'ma do the things that I wanna do

I ain't got a thing to prove to you