Owen nodded. "If we have some help we could dig the wheelbarrows out of the rubble. There was a third building with windows boarded over, so we could probably take the wood they used for that. If there's a fucked wheel, we could probably try to fix it, but there were some carts there too." They had options, at least.
Kiley was more than happy to let them all worry about boxes and wood and all that stuff. She was more concerned with the red stripe on her knee, and on Chase's face. She wanted to know what they were for and why they seemed permanent. Maybe TPTB would let her use her voucher for at least one of those answers.
She desperately wanted a cigarette. "Maybe they'll give me a Home Depot," Kiley said with a snerk. "They owe me a store of my choosing, after all." She was mostly joking. But it would be nice to have access to whatever Chase needed or wanted for things. Though she was still clinging to asking for a weed depot. It wouldn't be as helpful but it would certainly be a hell of a lot more fun.