Vol didn't have a clue why he was doing that. Half of his men spoke like rough raiding folk, and he didn't have a problem with it. He didn't recall doing or saying anything that would suggest he preferred it when people spoke more properly.
"So nervous," Borne remarked, seeing them go. "Is strange, no?"
"Strange is a word for it," Vol agreed. "Irritating, more like. I would have thought leading a hundred men would be… less hassle."
The foreigner laughed at that. "Is impatient. A young man. Boy, maybe. Impatience is a young man thought. Today is most difficult day. Will get less complicated in future, maybe."
