Frustration was my constant companion. I wanted to scream. What the he-eck are we supposed to do I asked Fang.He looked at me, and I could tell he was mulling over the problem. He held out a small waxed-paper bag.Peanut?
Throughout the situation, frustration was a persistent feeling, and I felt overwhelmed enough to want to scream, questioning what we were supposed to do next. I looked to Fang for guidance, clearly seeking some direction amidst the chaos. His calm demeanor suggested he was carefully considering the problem before offering a solution.
Fang then presented me with a small waxed-paper bag, perhaps as a sign of reassurance or a simple gesture to lighten the mood. He offered me a peanut, possibly to provide comfort or a moment of normalcy amidst the tense circumstances. This small act hinted at his attempt to help us cope with the difficult situation we faced.
