If the loading of the musket seems complicated, this back and forth is easy. Enjolras instructs, and all Galahad has to do is listen, and then use his body in the way God intended. He takes the musket again. His past selves were frightened by the idea of being a weapon, but Galahad is used to it, and it doesn't perturb him.

This time the shot is closer to the mark; the bottle rattles slightly as the air goes by. He has to try, and as with billiards, he likes having to try.