Somm finds himself in his room, on his phone, surrounded by different textbooks that all seem to be in various Asian dialects: from Tagalong, to Khmer, to Mandarin, to Cantonese, all the way around to Hindi, they all seem to be langauge / translation books of some sort and he appears to be listening to an audiobook instructional for new learners of Tagalong. 

Somm seems to speed through it at an unnatural rate, and throughout the month he picks up an astonding amount of langauges: quickly becoming fluent in reading, writing, and speaking Tagalong, Catonese, Khmer, Chinese Dialects, Korean, Japanese, and all manner of Asian dialect / langauge: learning at a rate of almost one per every 4-5 days.

Somm then tests his newfound langauge skills around the community and at work, impressing resturant patrons with his ability to speak literally almost every and any langauge: much to their surprise. This newfound skill helps him daily, as he rides around on his spare time to local temples and monastic-practicing places: getting his blessings put in, getting his equipment ordained, and generally just preparing for hobbyism. Somm also enjoys the ability to read up on new material that was previously unavailable to him due to mistranslations.

Somm can't help but feel that despite having lost out on his first "Contract", that these things aren't too bad. Normally he wouldn't have been able to learn anything this quick, much less master a handful or two of complex langauges: but he has? He reasons that perhaps his initation into this field of work has, somewhat, affected him mentally and psyhically.