"Thirty is old enough to know that making fun of someone because she has principles that don't go along with the permissive and deprived ways of the big cities is not really cool," she said, making a face. "Yes, I don't curse, I don't watch movies with sex or violence, I don't have sex, and kissing is as far as I've gone. I still pray at night, and I try to be nice to people. You don't have to like it, but you do have to make fun of it either."
She looked at him like he'd lost his mind, but then they had been locked up in this place for too long and maybe he had. "So much more? What could there be more that's more important than a husband and children you love? Making money? Having a cool job or a hot car? Saving the world? None of that can ever be as important as having a kind loving family. Life means nothing if you don't have that connection, that family. There's nothing more important than that."
Savannah nodded. "Oh, I know. I can stay here and be miserable for the rest of my life, or try and possibly dying trying to get what's important in life. I know which option is not acceptable. God put us on this earth for a reason, to love, to have families. I will do my best to do that and if one of you kills me for that, then you have to explain to God why you would have done such a thing. It's between you, your consciousness and God."