While Dominic was preparing additional mortar rounds, the staff rushed to take care of the malnourished, injured and traumatized children.
They thought about chiding Dominic for not helping them, but after half a second of consideration, they realized that it was only likely to traumatize them further. Whatever had happened down in that basement, he was the cause of it.
Having him close to them while they were still shaking with fear and hunger was only likely to make things worse.
"I will make something quick. We've got canned soup still to be moved that only needs to be heated. We can feed them before going upstairs. We've got that much time for certain." The chef insisted.
Dominic nodded. "There is plenty of time. The rain should be slowing, and the water level increase will slow with it. Amie, do you have any ideas?"
