[ Ever since their time as gods, it has occurred to him that this could also very well be a dream. After all, there had been nothing indicating that it had been a dream then. Why couldn't all of this be some illusion stirred up by the gods or the Singularity or whatever powers that be?
Turning off the part of his mind that is ever alert and ever questioning is hard - particularly when he is loathe to do so when they have found what is essentially a quiet peaceful sort of life that neither of them have had in a long while. Survival instincts still prickle at the back of his mind now as he stares at the brightly coloured, oddly shaped fruit River has brought back. Save the "running" incident, River's foraging hadn't ended in disaster. And apart from doing this to appease her, it also feels somewhat like he's back on Kenari. They'd had to forage then too though that had been arguably far more difficult then than it is now.
He hears her mutter to herself and his eyes dart quickly to his own fruit. Kriff. Was it too shiny? It's hard to say with the way the light filters above them dappling them in sunlight and by the time he's about to swap it for something else River has made her choice. Ah well. Glancing back towards her timing his bite. Juice bursts in his mouth and the texture is akin to a horned melon he's had before but the taste starts sweet before turning oddly...sour? He winces, swapping back into Kenari. ]
...Why make it look like cheese if it isn't going to taste like it? [ And then in Mandarin - ] What does yours taste like?
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Turning off the part of his mind that is ever alert and ever questioning is hard - particularly when he is loathe to do so when they have found what is essentially a quiet peaceful sort of life that neither of them have had in a long while. Survival instincts still prickle at the back of his mind now as he stares at the brightly coloured, oddly shaped fruit River has brought back. Save the "running" incident, River's foraging hadn't ended in disaster. And apart from doing this to appease her, it also feels somewhat like he's back on Kenari. They'd had to forage then too though that had been arguably far more difficult then than it is now.
He hears her mutter to herself and his eyes dart quickly to his own fruit. Kriff. Was it too shiny? It's hard to say with the way the light filters above them dappling them in sunlight and by the time he's about to swap it for something else River has made her choice. Ah well. Glancing back towards her timing his bite. Juice bursts in his mouth and the texture is akin to a horned melon he's had before but the taste starts sweet before turning oddly...sour? He winces, swapping back into Kenari. ]
...Why make it look like cheese if it isn't going to taste like it? [ And then in Mandarin - ] What does yours taste like?