Ginger sighed, allowing himself to relax when Jack went to the van. "See? He listens to me." He murmured to Donna, casting a brief sly smile. He straightened back up,not noticing that Teni came in until she spoke. "I honestly do not trust you with tasks like that." Ginger commented, he turned towards Jack. "It may be better to walk anyway, but I can't really think of an upside right now." Ginger let out another sigh, rubbing his eyes. It was now getting dark and Ginger felt weariness bearing down on his shoulders.