"At that point you'd have to buy the whole bloody pet food shop."

It wasn't anything Liquid'd ever be able to do that, he knew that one. One, he'd be able to handle, like he'd said. Hell, maybe even two (although he'll definitely just start with the one). But sixteen, he couldn't handle, and fifty he couldn't even fathom.

The hell else did his brother do?

It took him a moment to really realize that he hadn't even thought about staying on the station in a good bit of time. And now that he thought about it... he wasn't so compelled to mention it, either. Oh sure, it was still there in his mind, but he could control the thoughts.

He could control the thoughts. His eyes widened. But he couldn't be sure just yet.

"So how much does just one need?"