Reno leaned his head back and wriggled around a bit, trying to dislodge a spring from his shoulder. Stupid couch, anyhow.
"The question is more, what isn't there to do?" He sighed. "Helps that people ain't sick in the streets of the stigma no more, at least. We probably need hospitals anyhow. Rikku managed to get the WRO to slap together a vehicle that runs on ethanol, but we can't afford to give up food here for the sake of gettin' 'em to run, and I ain't no politician, so I gotta figure out if there's anyone who can set up decent trade routes with someplace that can..."
Reno could go on all day about the things that needed doing.
The things that he was actually capable of, on the other hand, were somewhat on the limited side.
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"The question is more, what isn't there to do?" He sighed. "Helps that people ain't sick in the streets of the stigma no more, at least. We probably need hospitals anyhow. Rikku managed to get the WRO to slap together a vehicle that runs on ethanol, but we can't afford to give up food here for the sake of gettin' 'em to run, and I ain't no politician, so I gotta figure out if there's anyone who can set up decent trade routes with someplace that can..."
Reno could go on all day about the things that needed doing.
The things that he was actually capable of, on the other hand, were somewhat on the limited side.