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.]
[That makes her smile, huff out a small laugh as she watches the easy way Clara moves, how at home in her own skin she is. It seems so easy for her to just open herself up like this, to just be friendly with a stranger for no reason other than she's just that kind.
It reminds her of Finn, but it's a little different too. It's familiar and warm, and...
Ah. Leia. It reminds her of Leia. She takes the berry and can't help smiling, soft and charmed but just a little melancholy. She wishes she had been able to say goodbye.]
I think to name it after me it'd have to be a little more bitter, but I also think I'm learning better than to tell you no. Reyberries it is.
[Clara nods in approval at Rey's assertion. She definitely shouldn't ever be told no. So with Reyberries given their name, she gives a content little smile and tosses the berry in her hand over to Rey. Better be careful not to squish it.]
I'm not sure you're as bitter as you'd like to think.
[She points out, moving over to a small batch of cucumbers. She winds up picking a few, putting them into the basket in her hands.]
[She catches the berry with no squishing, but she does immediately eat it so it does sort of defeat the purpose of the careful catch. No regrets tbh.
The comment about her maybe not being bitter gets a quick smile out of her again, but this time it sticks as she moves to watch Clara, observe what she's picking and why she might be passing over other things, why she isn't just taking everything there is to take right this second.]
Maybe I just like you.
[That can be a response to both of those comments, actually.]
[Clara smirks for a moment, before going to grab another basket. This one is handed off to Rey, and she motions for her to follow her.]
I've been canning and preserving what fruits and vegetables I can. Right now we still have the supply drops, but that may not always be the case. It's better to be prepared in case we're left out here with nothing.
[Not that Clara's entirely paranoid of Degar and Viveca peacing out someday, but she's healthily worried about the possibility. So she's spent the past year preparing as best she can, that way no one else on board the station has to.]
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[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.]
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It reminds her of Finn, but it's a little different too. It's familiar and warm, and...
Ah. Leia. It reminds her of Leia. She takes the berry and can't help smiling, soft and charmed but just a little melancholy. She wishes she had been able to say goodbye.]
I think to name it after me it'd have to be a little more bitter, but I also think I'm learning better than to tell you no. Reyberries it is.
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I'm not sure you're as bitter as you'd like to think.
[She points out, moving over to a small batch of cucumbers. She winds up picking a few, putting them into the basket in her hands.]
You're here helping. Not many people do that.
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The comment about her maybe not being bitter gets a quick smile out of her again, but this time it sticks as she moves to watch Clara, observe what she's picking and why she might be passing over other things, why she isn't just taking everything there is to take right this second.]
Maybe I just like you.
[That can be a response to both of those comments, actually.]
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[Clara smirks for a moment, before going to grab another basket. This one is handed off to Rey, and she motions for her to follow her.]
I've been canning and preserving what fruits and vegetables I can. Right now we still have the supply drops, but that may not always be the case. It's better to be prepared in case we're left out here with nothing.
[Not that Clara's entirely paranoid of Degar and Viveca peacing out someday, but she's healthily worried about the possibility. So she's spent the past year preparing as best she can, that way no one else on board the station has to.]