Lory, on the other hand, was thinking long and hard about that loaf of bread headed their way. Maybe it would even still be warm when they bit into it! Was that man asking for sex? Nah. Men paid prostitutes afterward. They had to, right? The fish was right there, but sex seemed complicated.

Was it a sin to think of offering herself up for survival? Lot had sold every one of his daughters down the line, after all.

‘One less mouth to feed’ was what immediately came to mind. The thought skipped through her head like a stone across the sea before sinking under guilty waves.

“Let’s hope,” she echoed.

She spent a lot of time pretending to be as concerned and virtuous as Rose. Wasn’t very good at it. Maybe it just took practice.

“Seen the others much today?”