As he came to the spot where he had begun, the ditches meeting in the corner, Abasi sat back and wiped his forehead (accidentally smearing it with dirt); proud of the work he had accomplished. It was strange for him to be doing such physical tasks - back in Egypt he would have felt deeply humiliated, conscious of the eyes on him. Here though it felt like everyone was equal, at least as far as the division of work went and he found it was surprisingly refreshing.
Standing and heading back over to Loren, he let Deimos ask the question then nodded, indicating he would take on any additional tasks too.
ABASI
it's sad to know that we are not alone
it's sad to know there's no honest way out
