Locke stepped away and wandered around the room again so as to give Amy space for her radiator. Returning to bed, he figure he might as well do himself a favor and dry up, somehow. He began with untying his shoes. For being lightweight, they sure don't do much with water resistance.
"So," he began, clearing his throat as he set his shoes beside his weapons and began tugging on his drenched socks which didn't fare very well either, "this has happened to you before? This...whole traveling thing and getting stuck in the middle of nowhere with no means of going back? Or at least not immediately, anyway?"