"Elee..." As he had with Stalking Bear, Scrap rattled around the name in his mouth, the human's pleasant demeanor a nice change of pace from the others he had met today. Indeed, Scrap noticed he liked this human already, some animal magnetism though he didn't quite know what. Lifting his paw of a hand to hers, Scrap touched his palm against the human's outstretched hand, a trick Joolie had taught him when greeting incoming shipments when she was busy with patients after one too many couriers left with a broken wrist.

His mood noticeably more jovial than before, Scrap's words found him once more. "Raauuugh, Elee. My name Scrap. You call me Scrap. Scrap here to work. Scrap on best behaviour. Scrap not hurt no one. Not listen to Tiny Man. Scrap work with Junk. Scrap fix anything! What Elee do? Why Elee here?" Adjusting his pack to a more comfortable position, Scrap eyed the human expectantly.