He looked down down at her, frown deepening. What kind of world was he in that had not only talking scavengers but also blue ones. She was so small the offer for help was almost insulting.

"No. I don't need help from a scrawny scavenger like you." His tone was probably more snide than necessary. He turned back his task with extra ferocity, giving the bed an extra strong shove which moved it significantly but also resulted in a louder noise.