"Looks like a good one, Jaime." Vance smiled and concentrated, making the stick Dug was moving lighter by helping to support it, even as he did the same with the log Jaime had pointed out. He nodded to her and moved to one side of it to lift it with her and carry it to the spot, since it would now be a little lighter.
Of course, he'd get a headache soon, and not be able to do this long, but he still wanted to help.