LOOKING BEHIND THEM HE SEES

Two dirty, unclean, and raggedy clothed women locked in a bamboo style P.O.W. cage whimpering and sobbing hysterically, clearly they've been there for three or four days. Robert sees the fear in their eyes and the panic on their faces wondering what will happen to them.

He takes the key inserting it into the crude metal lock opening the door, "you're free" he says stepping aside as they exit their prison cautiously fingering their hair before pointing at Selena and the tribe. "You want me to make your hair look like theirs...is that it"? Mallory steps forward speaking in grunts and gutteral vocalizations to them, "yes they say make hair like tribes...mine, give names also".