"No, they've got something weightier," Oliver said. "A day in a slave's shackles is as weighty as a week of a free man's living. Look at your bodies and your scars. Those are the bodies of men far your older. They should be hit with that man's experience."
"It sounds nice, but how does it work, Boss?" Firyr said. "You can fire em' up, and let them know slave living was hard. Damn right, I agree with you. It's hard, and brats like that scowling Cormrant doesn't know the half of it, but it doesn't change the fact that he knows the spear and these men don't. I couldn't be useful without all the training that I've had."