"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">You're probably right,</span>" Cassandra mumbles as she scootched her way over to Jenny. Upon closer inspection, she didn't realize how gorgeous Jenny looked either because of the blue fruit or her beautiful hair. Or maybe it was her smooth skin and piercing eyes that was hypnotizing when looked upon. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">Too bad I don't have any canteens or water bottles on me. We're gonna have to find a way to store water.</span>"<br/><br/>She shook her head in silent defeat yet accepted Jenny's piece of the red fruit. The cosplayer was exaggerating when the red fruit smelled of cinnamon and had the texture of cheese. Cassandra couldn't believe those two aspects can be found in one fruit yet here she was nibbling at the piece. The taste was refreshing, perhaps rejuvenating, but the brunette felt butterflies in the stomach erupting in joy.<br/><br/>Without noticing, Cassandra found herself closer to Jenny than before with her arm extending to wrap around the cosplayer's shoulder. All the while, her other hand was tapping her rifle idly. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">Not a bad taste. We could survive on this while we hunt for some game.</span>"