When the Head of the regiment arrived at the rescue station, the first thing he saw was a large group of children, clustered in threes and fives. The canteen's chairs had been arranged into several rows with traces on the ground showing they had been dragged; clearly, the staff had done this intentionally so the children could eat at the same time.
The consolatory team, made up of women, was chatting with every child, seemingly trying to help alleviate their moods.
Some children were sitting in a circle, with a caregiver in the middle speaking in a language they could understand, sharing amusing stories from their own childhood. At one point, when a particularly hilarious incident from their past was mentioned, causing the other workers to burst into hearty laughter—some truly amused, others perhaps trying to lighten the atmosphere.
