Scotty shot Oliver a smirk and some side-eye, a look that clearly said I'm pretty sure that you're wrong but okay, sure. Moving logs around seemed pretty dumb when things were wet and slippery, but they were close enough to the house that it didn't really matter.
He moved to the tree, already going to where he best thought he could help lift things before he realized that that wasn't what Oliver was doing. He stood up straighter once it turned into a conversation. His first response was to roll his eyes, because he really didn't want to talk about what Zippy was doing, but the fact that it pertained to him made it easy to stay curious. "Yeah, I saw that. Back out by the boxes, yeah?" He tried not to sound defensive, but it was weird that there was news about him out there. "Did I do something?