Oh, I'm sure we could figure out a way to grow just about anything. It's just that not every plant grows under these conditions.

[She heads over to the grapelike plant and plucks a small piece for herself. After taking a moment to appreciate the taste, she gives Rey a teasing grin.]

Maybe I'll name them after you. [She decides, eyebrows arching.] Reyberries. You're the first person other than myself that's gotten to try them. [She grabs and plucks another, larger one. And holds it out for Rey to take. She doesn't realize it may seem like she's trying to feed it to her by hand.]

It seems only fitting they'd be named after you.

[Clara's ego can run rampant, but she's not bad enough to name something after herself.]