It's what the city does--band together and work hard, and that'll carry us through even the toughest times. [Geo allows himself a bit of a sheepish smile as he glances at the label on the box. At least this time, Chrono not knowing what's in the box wasn't much of a problem--Geo's smile widens a little upon noticing the Marukyu label. Saiph, the Purrloin, climbs onto Geo's lap to sniff at the box before turning his nose up. (Ew, tofu.)]

I'm not really strong enough to carry a lot of stuff for construction or clearing rubble, so something like that's the least I can do...