Another mouth to feed?! Calm down already, Mr. Soth! We can barely feed ourselves!
We'll figure out something as well.
Didn't you hear what the injured said? There are more of them outside!
Every life is important.
Well, there are more of them Landbreakers outside as well! And there's a long road between us and the Hub Base. How are you supposed to send all these wounded people over there?
That's no excuse to leave anyone out there to die! Take a look around! How do you think we managed to get all this?
The Band Accord requires all Accordatories to do whatever they can to relieve disaster victims. It's time to fulfill our obligations.
Just need to keep this place running till the Hub Base recovers. Before that happens, we'll try to think of something.
Hmm... When I worked at the meat-packing plant back in the days, I was trucking supplies to Valley IV. I know this Mr. Roman at the Worker Dorms who did supply management. He should remember me.
My friends, you're way stronger than those LBs out there. If possible, could you contact Mr. Roman for us? Ask him if he could allocate some supplies that we desperately need.
Mr. Roman in the Worker Dorms... Alrighty. Leave it to us!
Mark and his crew were the ones who got us safely to the cave. These people need our help, and if we sit on our hands and pretend they don't exist, we'd be disgracing Mark's memory!
Ugh...
Trying is at least better than doing nothing. Karja, bring out my supply stash. Maybe there's something useful in there.
...Ugh, screw it. Count me in. Take my stash as well.
But even if we squeeze something extra out of our stuff, how long is it gonna last?