You consider slipping some lizard-worm droppings into the package, but all the humans you’ve seen out here wear gloves regularly. Disposing of it would just be a mild inconvenience. You might see a disgusted expression for a few seconds and that would be it – hardly worth the effort.
Oh, but there is that spare spring Theo wound up not needing for one of his projects. You might be able to do something with that… if you could open the package first.
It looks like there’s a lid that can be taken off, but it requires both turning and pulling at the same time. It wouldn’t be all that difficult for a human, probably, but your claws aren’t made for that.
Theo’s got to have at least one wrench you can use for this, though. And you did see him leave his tent earlier. You slip the package back into your pocket, and resume walking the lizard-worm through the camp.
You don’t see anyone around outside Theo’s tent, so you slip in and…
“We’re not trying to steal anything!”
You leap back in surprise. There’s two humans in here. The one who cried out at you only has one arm.
“Then what exactly are you doing?” you ask, hoping neither of them will realize you’re not supposed to be here either.
“That’s none of your business, kid,” says the other human. She’s glaring at you fiercely. “What are you doing in here? I don’t think Theo wants a lizard-worm around his delicate equipment.”
Well. So much for that.
I was going to ask Theo for a tool to help adjust the lizard worm’s collar. What happened to your arm?