Ooh. [ She nods with a thoughtful tap of the chin. ] Good point. That one is like... a robin's beak with more - stripes? Hm.

[ How odd. ]

If it's fruit, shouldn't... it be edible? [ Given her disregard for most forms of personal space and lack of respect for other people's property, it's a miracle she doesn't pluck one off right now and run away to cook it. Instead she simply looks back at Saitou and sniffs once. ]

Ah. Did... you come from that swamp dream too? Er– Game, I mean. Swamp game. ViViD.