Maybe.

I know some work's been put in to the water filtration to start pumping back into the city and some of the homes that've been built already.

[He can feel Peter's exhaustion. He trails his thumb up and down Peter's arm while they talk. Sit. Be here, breathe each other in occasionally. He'd missed this. A hole in his life for over two years that is gradually refilling the longer Peter is here.]

There's gotta be something out there.