Zaana looks over at Locke sympathetically, and turns to Nova. "Nova, could you please get Locke a towel or a blanket or something? I think he's a bit... Affected... By what I did to him, and he probably wouldn't appreciate it if I went over and tried to help... Tell him I'm sorry, would you please?" she asks, curling up against herself and pressing her ear to her stomach to see if she can hear Lenger moving around inside.