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Locke beamed happily at Amy when she assured him that she was just fine. "Cool," he said, before he sighed and scratched a spot at the back of his neck as he regarded the rain with an uncomfortable look on his face. "Really, the rain could choose a different day to bother..."

And then he found that the lady was picking her belongings up on the floor and the paper bag was useful only for feeding the trash bin. Oh silly him! "Let me help," he offered quickly and dropped to his knee to collect a fallen fluffy thing. Locke was completely clueless to a few heads turning his way as he held onto the two items he'd managed to collect.

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