Rye wondered why Uzza called her, but to her shock, Uzza was eating plum fruits in a round red hat. Uzza only wanted to share plum fruits with her.

Rye could only smile and eat together with her. They did grow these fruits on Sciocidad, but this was her first time eating the ones grown in the outer world.

“How are they?” Uzza asked.

“They are not bad,” Rye said. “But the ones we grow back at home are like juicy little apples.”

“Yeah, everything we can find here is like a degraded version,” Uzz