"Well...we make a lot of our own toys," she says. "But I'd like to have one shaped like a camel, for some of the pups that help tend the herds. And a lot of them could use new shoes, I think."

"I'm sorry your toy got burned," she says softly. "Would you like to come help me pick out some things to take back to our children back home? I could pay you by getting you a couple things, too."

Like a fucking coat and some shoes, for starters. And a toy fox.