Fayruz laughs. "Don't make me kiss you and your sister.~"

"Which one, or would you like both?"

"If you need a kiss so badly I'm very available," Hayat purrs.

Fayruz laughs and leans over to kiss Hayat on the cheek. "Now, now, sister, I only meant it a little."

Hayat smiles and kisses Fayruz's cheek back. "I know. I'm only teasing too." She looks over at Fahim. "Would you like a turn too?~"

"But of course." He shifts over next to Hayat and casually drapes an arm around her shoulders, then kisses her deeply and passionately. 

Rana applauds with a smirk. "There we go, Fahim doing something good for the camp tonight."

"I do good things for the camp every night, thank you very much."

Yasmin has stopped a few yards away from the fire and is blushing red as a tomato. "I, um -" She doesn't seem to know where to look.

Rana beckons to her. "Now, now, no need to be embarrassed. You've seen this kind of thing all your life, haven't you? I suppose it's different to be out in the desert with all of us." 

She offers Yasmin a mug full of wine. "Go on, drink, join us. You're an equal to us all now. What you do is your own business."

Ah, Rana. Of course. 

"Alright, everyone, tone it down a little. It is Yasmin's maiden voyage."

Fahim unloops his arm from Hayat's shoulders. "If you insist," he says. He smiles at Yasmin. "Come, join us."

Rana looks over at Layla and gives her an eyebrow wiggle.

Yes, Rana, it may be Yasmin's maiden voyage but is indeed unlikely she'll be still be a maiden at the end of it, I can hear what you're thinking. 

She leans in and gently kisses Rana on the lips.

"You were just saying -" 

Rana makes a rude hand gesture at him over Layla's shoulder, and kisses Layla firmly.

Yasmin settles into the circle next to Fayruz and rubs the back of her neck. "Sorry, everyone, I'll try to... stay okay." She takes the mug of wine that Rana offered her and blushes a little as she looks down into its depths.

"It's alright, Yasmin. It's just the way things are. I know it's a little strange to see people older than you being so close to each other like this. You grew up in that little village, I forget what its name was again..."

"Niwt. It was an alright place, but I wasn't really able to explore much, so... being on the road is definitely an adjustment."

"It's okay. The caravan will protect you. Just relax. Perhaps you should try talking with Munir? He's more your age."

Yasmin nods, blushes, and falls silent.

Hayat checks the pot. 

"Koshari's done!" She reaches into the pot with a ladle and starts spooning herself a bowl. "Pass your bowls here!"

"Oh, thank you Hayat, I completely forgot." Fayruz hands over her bowl and smiles.

Quickly, Hayat passes bowls of koshari out to everyone in camp, layered rice, legumes and pasta making a hearty enough dish for everyone to enjoy. 

She opens a small bag of dates as well. "Dates on the side for those who want them," she says.

Yasmin hesitantly takes a date.