"Why, can you 'save' me?" Lucy smiled at the little jab. She folded her arms and leaned up against the wall, looking the girl over. She was pretty, and they were about the same age, but she just looked . . . lame. "I may be beyond saving," she added with a laugh. "I think my lostness is permenant. But then again, I've never swept up mouse @#$%, so what do I know."