D'Artagnan went from tilting his head and narrowing his eyes to crossing his arms in front of his chest. He looked from one to the other when they remembered he was in the room.

Though one scaly brow ridge did raise. He spoke without any guile. "Ye cannot carry a stone and a half to two stone?"

He eyed their arms. Master at Arms Logan needed would need to work on these two. "If ye need help, I will assist. Lead on."