"Is that what hurt you?" Bee frowns in sympathy. She has nothing against bugs at her size, but she can't imagine how terrifying they must be to someone so small. "Well, there you are, you couldn't stay in there." Poor thing, he seems really uneasy being seen. She doesn't exactly want to let him out of her sight though, injured and lost in a house full of unpredictable dangers. "Do you have any friends in Manhattan? Anyone who helps you?"