Locke noticed the look Marcos was getting from Douglas. "Selkie asked Kal ta search fer 'em, Chief." He spoke. "Who'd he be ta say no?"

He then frowned upon hearing Nathaniel's remark, bur glaced at Selkie instead. "Laddie, there's ah fightin' chance ah few 'r still out there. But fer now, today's tha start o' somethin' wonderful, aye?" He tried to be encouraging.

"Aye," Selkie coughs.
Douglas's glare softened, "He can't say no to an injured pacient.''

Locke flashed a soft smile in reply.

Selkie smiles slightly before he yawns.
"All right all of you please he's had a very long day and will have a longer one tomorrw," Douglas escorts them out of the room, "Locke you can moniter his pulse though tonight if you want."
As Douglas exits the hut he comes face to face with Skipper, "Need to talk to you."

Locke blinked and quickly beckoned Marcos and Nathaniel away from the wolf twins.

Marcos went over to Locke as quick as he could and hid behind Nathanial.
"We had a run in the first time these two fought," Nathanial mutters, "ended with us in the middle."

"We are leaving in three days and I am holding you to your word that you would help me rescue my family," Skipper told Douglas.
"But I have a pacient," Douglas argues.
"Your apprentice can take care of him," Skipper finishes.

"Aye." Locke agreed. "Best keep yer distance iffin possible. Which it is right now."

"Agreed," Nathanial starts backing away.

The wolf twins keep the arguement at a low murrmer.

Locke folded his arms as he walked. "So, where'd ye like ta go, then?"

"Anywhere but there,'' Nathanial translates.