[When Yukimi laughs, only barely, this wry sort of stutter in a warm huff, it makes sense he knows anything about honey. He's got its same sort of richness, right now. This is the compassion you find inside honeycombs.]

I can tell you, in a promise, you got plenty to think about.

[But it's the sort of thing you need to let yourself step into. That's what Yukimi thinks he's figured out. When people were trying to tell him what to think, all the stuff he was doing wrong for himself, he just wanted to shunt it further and further away.]

'Sides, it ain't about bein' fancy. Fancy honey just lets you cut corners a little until you start figurin' out the other stuff. I probably don't sound like I know anything about anything, so it's up to you if you buy this crap I'm saying or not.