"Different paths be bloodied," Mat grunted.

Mat grunted as though Tuon had just kicked him square in the belly.

Mat grunted in protest.

Mat grunted sourly, but he let Rand pull him on down the road.

Mat grunted and resettled his hat on his head irritably.

Mat grunted, and Lan glanced at him before returning to his study of the maps.

Mat snatched the fragment up and grunted, then showed it around.

Mat grunted sourly.

Mat grunted contemptuously.

"Always," Mat replied sourly, and grunted when a knee caught his aching hip.