Luka is no farmer by any stretch of the imagination. He can't even recall the last time he watered a plant. But he knows enough to know that this is not normal behavior!

"Oh, they're intelligent? And walking around?!" He asks in bewilderment as he takes the basket from Six. "I suppose they don't mind us taking their fruit, then."

As if the unexpected flavors and textures weren't alien enough, apparently these crops were much more self-aware than the ones back home.

"Do they care about the weather in here?"