"You are leaving us in the sea," Dalia finally said. "So what do you propose for us? Where shall we go?" "I'm very sorry, but this is not my problem," Bashir said quietly. "You stole our land from us. The solution, Dalia, is very hard. When you plant a tree and it's not the place for it to live, it's not going to grow. We are talking about the future of millions of people."
