"Not always... but often enough that you learn to watch for it," says Kaidan, frowning slightly as he realizes that, in order to properly balance the manure, he's going to have to abandon the safety of the wheel and actually step onto the cart proper. He pauses, heaves a sigh, and then grimly gets down to it.

One boot naturally ends up with a fresh paint job, despite his best efforts. He looks still more grim, but repositions and gets down to the business of cow shit redistribution.

"If you've got the rank, you try to make the right calls to minimize the suffering. If you don't... you get on the ground and do what you can to try and fix things for the people in the middle." Which is, after all, what he's trying to do.