"Sure... but you'd think shit on an uninhabitable planet would be even more expensive," Gavin counters, "You'd think the rich people would move off planet to nice, new, clean colonies and they'd leave the poor behind on a polluted, flooded Earth. But you're saying the opposite is true. Weird. Or is it strictly Mars.

You'd think New Detroit would also be a piece of shit. Just like old Detroit."

He smirks to himself. He was born and raised, born during one of Detroit's lowest points and he'd never left. Not that he'd ever admit it, but the city always felt like part of him. He liked it.

"So, what do you do on Mars, Juno?" He half expected it to be some kind of mining colony or something.