A concession, demurring to Marcus' offered expertise. He wouldn't have demanded it, had Marcus not done so.
Sat back on his heels, Ellis is keenly aware of how little protection his own plate had provided. Where the rainwater had seeped and spread through his gambeson, the legs of his trousers. Having discarded his helmet, even his hair is damp. And their rations have not fared much better.
If they are lucky, the weather will turn. But if it doesn't—
He might put the possibility to Marcus. But not just yet. Ellis sits there, cold and drenched, and watches Marcus attend to the neat assembly of kindling and firewood Ellis had constructed. Observe how this man might bring forth fire from nothing at all.
no subject
A concession, demurring to Marcus' offered expertise. He wouldn't have demanded it, had Marcus not done so.
Sat back on his heels, Ellis is keenly aware of how little protection his own plate had provided. Where the rainwater had seeped and spread through his gambeson, the legs of his trousers. Having discarded his helmet, even his hair is damp. And their rations have not fared much better.
If they are lucky, the weather will turn. But if it doesn't—
He might put the possibility to Marcus. But not just yet. Ellis sits there, cold and drenched, and watches Marcus attend to the neat assembly of kindling and firewood Ellis had constructed. Observe how this man might bring forth fire from nothing at all.