If it was any other day and these people came at us with disrespect, I would've just made them line up and hose them all together, but yeah, respect goes both ways and we should honor it. But yeah, the tiny bit of tediousness of bringing a couple of buckets filled with clean water—each time a person was done—was necessary to build more trust though it didn't take long before we had to process them in batches.
Obviously, we had more people watching them with guns at the ready but the group understood the situation and the necessity of doing so.
They were just happy to breathe some fucking fresh air for once because even if they had small windows they could swing open, the storeroom they were in was fucking rancid, to say the least.