The beam of light shook Locke out of his thoughts and he looked up with a smile, though he could feel it was weaker than normal. He was happy to see Tolten, yes, but more than that he was so, so, relieved. Tolten was here, fine, and human, and that was all Locke could have hoped for. It seemed they'd dodged whatever this sickness really was...which was probably the best news he'd heard all day.

He caught the pipe thrown to him and looked first at it and then back up to Tolten. "You're in a better mood tonight. What's up with this? Don't you need it?" He didn't mind Tolten's obvious confidence boost, in fact, he liked it. However, Locke hoped it didn't mean he thought he could get away without a weapon.