"Certainly something I use for stock that I can't take in the near field in order to personalise the flavor"

Who are those people? I'm not sure what you're talking about.

Well, that's okay, yeah, let's just relax. I'm starting to feel too foolish to hold on to it anymore. Grieving developments aren't bad either. What else?

I looked up at the ceiling. Large business air conditioning is dusty and dull, but brings cool breeze here. While sounding like a feather named Buoon.