#7 Slig took a step backwards. He still remembered his adventure with a grown Scrab out in the Stockyards. Even though this little Scrab was looking at him with interest, almost demandingly. It definately didn't want to do harm to anyone. He heard what #9 said.
"Well, it doesn't seem ferocious... But I really hope that animal intrusion is not some sort of rescue mission for this Scrab here. I'll get you two inside, then." He gave the Scrab an uncertain pat on its head.
#7 Slig went to the Cafeteria's door and hammered on it. "#7 Slig here. Open up, the coast is clear." Someone answered immediately from the other side. "Oh, OK then."
The metal door slid sideways, revealing Rick standing at the door's controls. The Mudokon looked at the Sligs, then finally at the Scrab. "Coast is clear, huh?" he said sarcastically. "Hey, it's the same Scrab which stole a Scrab Leg from here earlier." he said, recognising the small animal.
"Acording to... uh, this Slig here,..." #7 Slig inclined his head at Rusty. "...the Scrab is not from the Stockyards. He mentioned somebody called Martha, she raised it."
"Well, she could be sitting over there." Rick pointed at the table where some new workers (Martha, Niko) were sitting with Dionysia.
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