Interest kindled in Cal's eyes. "What was over there that was worth the cost of a blooper?"
"A column of troops heading for Cuso's lair," Zen answered. "He didn't like it."
"I guess he wouldn't," Cal said. "You with 'em?"
"I was."
"Which way are they going now?"
"Back down hill to die," Zen answered.
"Why didn't you go with 'em?"
"I got tired," Zen said. He waved his hands in a gesture which was intended to explain how a man sometimes got tired and went off to rest for a while. Cal grunted. This he understood.
"Are you hot?" he asked.
"Nope. The medics checked me just before I took off."