Exasperation in the brief glint of teeth, exhale, attention cast off to an irrelevant corner. Because Marcus does not believe men like Rennit can be made useful, deserve to be made useful, and so the question itself—

Well, it is a question part of him knows that Flint has to answer, each day. But he's not Flint, and they are talking about today, and tomorrow.

"We've shovels to spare," grousing. "And we've been letting mud gather in the camp."