Len nodded slowly.
"I agree. The question is not whether we need it," she said. "It's whether the next administration has the courage to push it, even if it's unpopular at first."
"Unpopular?" Timothy raised a brow. "You're polling well with younger voters when you talk about green jobs."
"Yes," Len said, "but older blocs still hear 'nuclear' and think 'Chernobyl.' They hear 'industrialization' and think 'pollution' and 'oligarchs getting richer while everyone else chokes.'"
She held his gaze.
"If I stand on that stage and say I want SMRs in three regions… people will ask who gets rich off it. Your name will come up."
"It already does," Timothy said. "I don't mind. I'm not pretending to be a charity. I will profit. But the country will, too."
She smiled faintly. "That's the difference. Some people forget to add that second part."
Timothy glanced toward the side where staff were giving her a countdown signal—ten minutes until she was up.
