Mara lifted her half of the red fruit towards Joshua in a toasting manner, and he did
likewise. Then she bit down on the fruit. It was tart at first, but the juices bursting over
her tongue carried a sweet aftertaste that balanced out the tartness. It had the texture of a
soft pear, and it's flesh was peppered with pips that had no flavour. Mara couldn't think of
any fruit from Earth that tasted quite like this one, but she like the way it tasted. It was
unusual, but it was good. Mara ate quickly, urged on by her stomach, and encouraged by the
flavour. Looking up, she could see that Joshua was eating at the same pace, and the two of
them were ready to move on to the oval fruit.
The oval fruit had a rind as thick as a orange, with the same wrinkly texture as a lime. But
the flesh was as soft and juicy as a mango, easily yielding to Mara's bite. It had a mild
sweetness to it, not dissimilar to a banana. It was good, easing her thirst and her hunger,
with the ease of a melon. Mara glanced up from the meal, stealing a look at her companion.
Joshua seemed to be enjoying the fruit as much as she was, and she looked back down at her
food, feeling happy. Joshua let a small smile cross his face as Mara looked back down from
her imagined furtive glance. He looked at her with an interested, almost parental expression
on his face. When she let her guard down her face became a blank slate, showing the many
thoughts running through her head, colored by the emotions and sensations she was
experiencing. Those faces were candid, honest, and refreshing in their own way. Mara
was quite the interesting character.