Carolina, without armour, had been exploring around, although not partaking in anything yet. Call it the soldier in her, but she's always more weary than not, tending towards the glass being half empty. That sentiment has saved her quite often, but it's also been detrimental to her, if she's being honest with herself...

Seeing strange colours in food isn't exactly new. When one is able to explore different planets, you come across all sorts of items. Nothing quite like this, but enough that it doesn't make her wrinkle her noise in disdain. Yet there is a small snort, unable to help seeing the other woman sniff at an apple, before seeming less than impressed with it. "Sometimes things here are better than they look... and smell."

Although sometimes they aren't.