Eight's going to give both of them the answer to their confusion by his actions alone. He moves over to one of the plants right by where they've arrived and he reaches out for an oddly spherical tomato-looking vegetable. He plucks it from the vine and pauses as the smell of cinnamon fills the air.
He brings a hand up to it, piercing a finger just barely into the side and-- His finger draws the side off of it, peeling it like the outer layer of an onion. The flesh beneath is a bright, vivid green... and just a bunch of grape-shaped orbs. He keeps his grip on the outer red layer as he reaches in to grab a bright green orb and pop it into his mouth. There's a scent of peppers that joins with the cinnamon.
"Hungry." He answers after swallowing, just a moment before popping another one into his mouth.
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He brings a hand up to it, piercing a finger just barely into the side and-- His finger draws the side off of it, peeling it like the outer layer of an onion. The flesh beneath is a bright, vivid green... and just a bunch of grape-shaped orbs. He keeps his grip on the outer red layer as he reaches in to grab a bright green orb and pop it into his mouth. There's a scent of peppers that joins with the cinnamon.
"Hungry." He answers after swallowing, just a moment before popping another one into his mouth.