[While Banshee may be slowly earning Rémi's trust, Claptrap is deemed a nuisance to basically everyone, and often saddles with menial tasks. Which he accepts with relish, since a) it means someone is paying attention to him, and b) he gets to make people talk to him.
In this specific occasion, he's been tasked with carrying a bunch of scrap (trash? You be the judge) from the cave-ins to see what can be used for parts.
He dumps them all unceremoniously on top of Banshee's worktable.]
Phew! Thank god I don't have muscles to get sore, or I'd be feeling that in the morning.
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In this specific occasion, he's been tasked with carrying a bunch of scrap (trash? You be the judge) from the cave-ins to see what can be used for parts.
He dumps them all unceremoniously on top of Banshee's worktable.]
Phew! Thank god I don't have muscles to get sore, or I'd be feeling that in the morning.