Dementedsnake

I watched the kid rummage around in the old scraps, chuckling a little as he cursed at his skinned knuckles. I jerked my foot off the floor (not as easy as it used to be) as a battery core rolled through the space where my toes had just been. "How do you find anything in here, Pops?" he said. "I knew where it all was, more or less." "Knew?" "Well, you been movin' it around for 3 days, so there's no telling how long it'll take me to learn the new lay of the land, now." The kid was too easy, and I stifled a smile at the guilty look that came over him at the implied difficulty for poor old Pops. "What are you looking for, anyway, Cal?"