[ if scotty finds the other man's methods distasteful (please treat the wreck with care, he's going to throw a fit) scotty doesn't say, but he does look him up and down after his approach before shrugging and leaning against the panel he's been working on, arms crossing over his chest. ] Hard to say at this point. Seems everyone wants a piece and they're offering the same efforts in return, but knowing who to trust is my current worry.

[ he grins though, crooked, and turns back to pick through the same spot a little more. ] Right now, though? I'm working out what could be useful on my own terms.

[ he's definitely keeping at least most of the rad shit he's found. ]