[Gallagher]

"Right. Righting, guiding, sounds like a workable plan to me." As he took the indicated place, he halfheartedly rolled his eyes at the man's instructions. "Come now. I might be a really terrible driver, but I can lift things."

Except he couldn't. Not that Gabriel didn't give it his best shot, but when they'd managed to right the cart a few minutes later, he without a doubt had not done an even half of the work. The simple fact was that Gabriel was not a man fit for such work. Judging by his prompt muttered ranting to himself as he went about collecting what hadn't already found its way back into the cart, he wasn't all that pleased about the fact, either.