Kalysto sighed at Orpheus’s reaction. “It’s not that bad. The alternative is worse.” He watched his son nudge Milena forwards. “Do you want to go in first, then?” He frowned. “What’s wrong with it? It’s honestly not that bad… aside from the smell.”
Milena nervously peeked ahead. She stood at the door of one of the free outhouses and opened it. She stood with the open door in her hand, then began to whine. “I want to go home…”
Kalysto began to lose his patience. “Just go in, OK?”
Rhyderi slipped out of his outhouse cubicle, looking very irritated. When he saw Kalysto and his children, he stepped over to investigate. “Seriously, don’t yell at them.” He sharply jabbed his brother in the shoulder with a finger.