"Well shit, now you're going to make me blush," says Kaidan in grinning response to the compliment, albeit with a nod that says he appreciates hearing it, for all the reflexive humour is as ingrained military as the way he holds himself. Further squelching sounds later, he's found a secure spot on the cart again, and is measuring the load against what he assumes a horse can pull.

"But I'm thinking... yeah. It'll be Betan brains that pull it off, not Cetagandan ones, but I'm feeling hopeful. Sure, it'll be a can of worms, but I've got people counting on me. I imagine you do too."