"It okay. little cap. Scrap will find use for you. Humans love caps, you see soon."
...
"No, shhh. That human dumb. That human waste caps. Scrap know better. Scrap find you use."

Scrap huddled around his new friend near the back of the penthouse, comforting the abandoned bottle cap and trying his best to ignore the numerous humans nearby.

[i]Scrap. Scrap, we know you hear them.
They're talking about you.
They're plotting against you.[/i]

Scrap tried his best to ignore the Junk and their prodding as he continued to soothe the bottle cap.
"Yes...Scrap will...Scrap will find you home little cap. You see...you...see..."

[i]The human turns the others against you.
Let us help you, Scrap. Let us out.
Let us hurt.[/i]

Lassoing the rope cinch around his sack quickly, Scrap silenced the voices once again though their words echoed still. Raising to his feet and pocketing the young cap, Scrap bellowed as he swiftly made for the others. "You lie, Tiny Man! Scrap not hurt! Scrap work!" As his raged boiled, his sentences grew shorter and his steps quicker. Before either of them knew it, Scrap was within spitting distance of the soldier and the stranger beside him. A new pair of eyes burned his skin as she looked him up and down.

Furious, Scrap hovered his large head mere inches from the man's face and inhaled deeply. Burrowing his gaze into the small man's, Scrap barked a threat with the few remaining words he could muster. "No lie. Have your scent."

Seething to himself, Scrap snatched the Teddy Bear from the man's arms and moved swiftly toward another human who didn't know better than to brandish their weapon in pleasant company. Stopping much shorter than he had with the man, his rage subsiding, Scrap held the bear toward Ellie insistently. "You take this. Weapon is not toys."