[He snorts, softly. She's not a spark. But he hasn't given away any of his spark yet, and he's got ideas. First things first; water and power.

Wind and sun for power, he thinks. Newfield is supplying those already, no reason to let them go to waste if he can reuse them. He begins to think through a hybrid generator, very, very, very carefully. It's a good thing he's a spark already...]