[That smile keeps tugging at his mouth as he has to walk the slightest bit faster to keep on pace with Joshua, nursing his coffee at a reasonable clip.]

I have no idea.

[But he loves Joshua's mind, his childlike curiosity and enthusiasm for the world. Clive has never once questioned where all this food comes from, just that the abundance of it all must promise that there is bountiful nature beyond this bustling city. He can try to keep up:]

There should be farmland beyond the city. Perhaps there are thousands of fields of flowers for the bees, or perhaps sugar can be found in plants or rocks.

[Salt comes from rocks, right......]