Lync stared at the items Adam was placing on those shelves—packages and packages of toilet paper. “God bless you!”
Adam winked at him. “Is it too much to hope for a toilet?”
“Is that why you brought along the bucket?” Lync had been too distracted to pay it much attention when he’d first seen it, although he had noticed it had been filled with loaves of bread.
Adam nodded. Smart man. Lync wondered if he could use that as an excuse to hug him, then decided maybe not.
“Not only do we have a toilet, but a shower as well, although I think we’d better be sparing with the water and stick to sponge baths instead.”
“That makes sense. I’m sorry.” It hurt Lync to hear how tired Adam sounded. “I never expected to be in such a situation.”