Katz turned his back to the room, staring out of the window as he sank his hands into his pockets.
The view of Volgograd was breathtaking from ZG, and he realized how much he missed it, too much time spent in the Duma, sorting out the myriad of problems plaguing the reconstruction efforts on JiangXi. He was feeling old... very old that day.
"I sometimes find it easier to stare at the white clouds of this system," Katz said, poignantly. "It reminds me that even though there is sometimes darkness, here, we're surrounded by light."