His response is all practicality as he shrugs and pushes himself to his feet again. "I get my hands dirty all the time. But this time we can use a couple of strong sticks for most of it." The cement would have to be mixed in a bucket, bit by bit. He's not going to sacrifice more than one bucket to be a morass of mud and straw, and they need a lot more buckets in a lot more places than they readily have available.

Bev was jumping the gun a little, though, if she thought they were just going to start right in on the mixing, so that was the first thing to correct. "Come on down to the storehouse and you can pick out some fence posts and rails - that's where we're keeping stuff scrounged from the broken buildings for now, and there should be enough to give you a good fence. We can find you some hinges, too. Get the plans set up and easy to follow."