Marl was restless. The lack of a carriage meant he had to leave his study materials behind, and firing at stones and birds had tired him. He held little interest in smalltalk during the journey, as well.
"Speaking of, I'm booored. Anyone got something to do?" He then turned to Aidan.
"Hey, you. Can I borrow your tome? My mind is going to atrophy at this rate without something to do."