He really isn't one to just abandon a duty he's been given, even if only because he feels there's little other choice but to do it. Directions are directions and a sword is a sword, human body or not. ...That doesn't mean he'll be at all enthused about it, though, nor does it mean he'll take kindly to being left to it on his own. Even back at the Citadel, such things were done in pairs and groups.

So Souza accepts the broom thrust at him, but he also quickly notes where the nearest exit is and steps over to a bit of the mess that's closer to it, Just In Case he needs to trip this man on his way out.

"It's quite the amount of work for one person," he says, one brow slightly arched as he continues- "And I must admit, I have little idea what parts of this are worth saving. I'm certain it would be on both our heads if anything were swept out that still had some value."

He absolutely does not want to touch any of this if he doesn't have to. Getting rid of the whole mess is a viable enough option.