"....Most haven't, as of late," she admitted, turning her hand back over to pick up a fresh example of the black berries from... where they hadn't just been a moment ago, in that same little cloth. "Perhaps you'd like to try one fresh as well, then? They used to be a staple, among--"

She paused, eyeing him again, unsure if she ought to finish that sentence how she almost had. Was he human, as his appearance suggested? She didn't know of any that could fly. But if this was a dream as it seemed.... hmm. Well, it was a puzzle, though not a huge one.

"Well... among those I was raised by...."