"Yes." Ann nods to Plant, then notices how much she's carrying and starts to get up, but John's already over there offering to help the girl.
The seeds have a hard shell, then a good layer of protein rich oily meat, and then another shell that protects the innermost germ. Which is about the size of a common Earth carrot seed, though of different shape.
"Ah, no," says Ann. "She's worried he dropped it and lost it. Food's not easy to come by, so...." She shrugs, looking just a little embarrassed because she can see that things are different for these guys.
The poor thing spins out in his haste to get away, then leaps right over Sarah and vanishes into the Nexus.
"Crumbs." John looks after it with a worried scowl, but then looks for his wife. Seeing Ann laying still in a heap of snow, he leaps down to go to her.
Ann winces as the young reploid works, but makes no process, though her shivering is increasing. Part of it's shock, and part is just the natural effect of laying in a snow drift. John frowns with worry.
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"Oh." Tara frowns at him with concern.
"You're welcome," says Ann, then takes a bowl and tastes stew for herself, her eyebrows shooting upward at the unusual and mild flavors.
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"Crumbs." John looks after it with a worried scowl, but then looks for his wife. Seeing Ann laying still in a heap of snow, he leaps down to go to her.
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Grace wants to go, she's calling softly and insistently.
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