"I need the foreign exchange. C-K finances their research. But they won’t amount to much. Those Superbrights can’t concentrate on anything for long." He snorted, then snatched up a bill of lading. "I need the money. Look at these carbon-dioxide imports. It’s the damn trees, gobbling it up." He sighed. "I need those trees, though. Their mass helps with the orbital dynamics. These circumlunar orbits are hell."