"Nobody's going to get all choked up about my car, that's why," Brock groans, running his hand down his face. He doubts anyone would care about a pet fish for that matter, anyway, not that he's ever really had one.

"Look -- help me out. I'm not good at this; I don't have... emotional attachments..." He looks uncomfortable even saying the word, so that should make it pretty clear in itself. "But I need this edge."