[That got Haro's attention, and just before Lockon could cup his hands and shout at them, too. Up went the ear flaps, as he spun in the sand and... was he standing on a pair of legs?]
Helping? Haro!
[And with that, the orange ball retracted his extremities and rolled back to the towel, looking up at Lacus expectantly.
Lockon looked immensely relieved, and took a long drink of the tea, before sighing.] Oy, don't worry me like that, partner...