He gives one of his trademark grunts of amusement. Then grimaces slightly at the slight pressure.

"A little. Nothing I can't handle."

Then he flashes a grateful smirk at Lorne for bringing refreshments, accepting the glass of lemonade and downing half of it in one go.

"Great timing there, com padre. Taking a short break. Worked up quite a thirst. Once I'm done with these boxes I figure I'll start laying down some sand bags to shore up the walls. Also at the entrances. Gotta also think about rations, water supplies, bedding, what people are gonna use for a latrine..."