Marcus was thinking about the specifics of dealing with a coarser wool, and whether he wanted that for blankets or not. Definitely not for blankets for the wee ones; they were getting angora or merino, something light and soft for baby skin. But for the horses' tack, or for the beds, a heavy thick wool wasn't bad.
"Yarn takes longer," he pointed out. "Have to wash the wool, card it, spin it, blend it, dye it... have to think about the work that goes in when trading." He shrugged. "Nate doesn't do his own work on that?"
Marcus had to consider that, weighing his interest in the wool with what could be publicly shown. After a moment, he gave a curt nod. He raised his won sheep; that wasn't betraying anything unusual.