Two Rivers Isle A potato should always be with its friends in a fruitbowl! Otherwise it's potato-cism

At Malice's dreamy remark, Aeronwyn glanced sideways. perhaps this was the most prominent difference between them, Malice's lightness contrasted with Aeronwyn's logical,  formal tendancies. yet perhaps she would be right, yet heats always seemed to come at the most...interesring times. but she dipped her muzzle in agreement, at her question her expression mold over in the slightest. "No. It was merely a thought...there is no one." She said smoothly, perhaps a little too firmly, yet she did not dwell on this as she continued walking.