But instead of reaching for the food, Duke simply rested his head on her shoulder. He didn't need sweets—what truly recharged him was being near Kisha. Her presence alone brought him an immense sense of peace.
Still, he hadn't come without reason. After a quiet moment, he spoke.
"Wife, I was thinking," Duke began, getting straight to the point. "Since we're placing all the compost bins here, and you plan to collect biogas from the animal waste, that must mean you already have a plan to transport the gas back to HOPE Base to be processed into electricity—don't you?"
He watched Kisha carefully, probing for an answer. After all, it was her idea to start collecting biogas and to set up all the compost bins here in the territory, rather than at HOPE Base or even the hidden base, where things would've been more convenient. That could only mean one thing—Kisha must already have a method in mind to connect the gas chambers and transport the biogas to whichever base she wanted.
