[ He casts her a flat, unimpressed look, and even with her reassurance, he still has that nagging, paranoid feeling that the fruit is definitely going to kill him, somehow.
It paid to be cautious, eating alien foods. Peter had been lucky so far, that nothing he had tried had left his throat closing up or had him swelling like a balloon, but that didn't mean he wouldn't run into just the wrong thing, one of these days.
He does, at least, skewer a second fruit in preparation, holding it over the fire, and he offers one out to her. ]
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It paid to be cautious, eating alien foods. Peter had been lucky so far, that nothing he had tried had left his throat closing up or had him swelling like a balloon, but that didn't mean he wouldn't run into just the wrong thing, one of these days.
He does, at least, skewer a second fruit in preparation, holding it over the fire, and he offers one out to her. ]
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