Luppas took his place at the table, favoring the side that overlooked the sprawl. The view was expensive but well within his wages from Fuchi—without ever having to touch the bonuses he received each year. His tastes usually weren’t all that extravagant unless he could afford them and they could be had. During the Desert Wars, he’d lived simply, putting the surplus nuyen away till he took time out for whatever civilization he chose to bivouac in.