it's lovely by the water

LOCKE

He had slipped her a note at the start of their little adventure, a hastily scribbled 'i cant talk, pissed frey off' and not much more. And now they're going to Frey's breath and that's just his luck, isn't it? Well, as long as he's the one that melts and not her, it's fine, right? He had hoped another attuned would join but alas, he and Maeve were joined by sweet Melita. He gives her a little grin and hopes that Maeve explains his predicament. They keep winding up in strange situations together lately so surely she'll understand.

Locke shakes his head at Maeve, scooting her lightly to the side before kneeling down to fill up a bucket and holding it out to her. No need for her to be kneeling down. He starts to fill up another. He's already down here, might as well fill them all.

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Locke starts filling the buckets up!

It's like a bit of light
and a touch of dark