Thomas wrapped his cold arms around his wife and he exhaled into her hair. "Did you get hurt, Mary? Did any of the rocks hit you?"

Peter shook his head, though he let Svetlana help him. "Just cramped. I'm not hurt. Hungry..." Peter located his bag, lying there on the floor. There was food enough in it for all of them. But they needed to find Lavannah and fast. "We should get out of this basement..." Peter looked sideways at Thomas who was looking at him. Quickly they looked away from each other and Thomas cleared his throat.