Reno nodded, looking the vehicle over again.

"And anyhow, ethanol can be made anywhere that plants grow, right? Don't gotta use food that'd even necessarily survive shipping all the way to Edge, yo."

Make ethanol in... hell, Wutai or something. Ship it here. Food rotted. Fuel didn't. Problem solved! No loss! And Wutai would be producing an actual export, and booting up its own economy again, through trade. If they could negotiate something like that.

"This thing is friggin' amazing, Rikku."