“They’re hermaphroditic, Dad.”
“You only need one for the species to be able to continue.”
“For the sake of an as yet non-existent Son of God, didn’t you realise that this was going to be a test of intellect as well as faith?”
“It’s no big deal.”
“This is bloody typical, Shem. You’re always cutting corners. I should’ve given the job to your bro_”
Noah's words are cut short by the sound of splintering wood and gushing water.