Grouse Thicket Discovering fruits

Burke kept his eyes trained on the other. His pale eyes had no trouble looking at her directly. He was the leader of his little band. The girl didn't look harmless but he was not going to underestimate her. That was a stupid thing to do. "The one who intends harm often speaks about doing no harm," he retuned to her, wisely so.

She explained that it was a fruit, also mentioning berries. The male looked rather skeptical. "Berries can often poison," he pointed out, though he was never sure because he didn't study herbs or plants. The girl did gave him a name though. He never heard of that name. "A mela? What is this Italian you speak of," he asked, eyes squinting.