"We'll each take one," Wrema says firmly, letting Sucasa go first, because she hopes it will make the younger girl feel better.

"And if we have to walk a long time, I can carry the backpack."

She's not sure for how long, but she'll try!

Sucasa, meanwhile, solemnly hands Wrema a bottle of water, and takes a second one for herself.

"Do you want one, Hera?" she asks. "I can carry it for you." Because Hera's already carrying a lot.