I step into the clearing where most of our group is gathered around a small campfire. A few logs have been placed around it for us to sit on, and Danae is pouring water from her huge water bottle that she had back from the old world into emptied fruit shells.
They kind of remind me of those coconut cups that I would see all the time in commercials on TV. Seeing everyone together, laughing over something Kurtis said, gives me a strange feeling in my stomach.
And I am really trying to feel guilty for it afterwards, but I just can't make it go away.
"Are you going to grab some?" George asks genially as we join the group.
"We have a grand specialty today. It's a delicacy, really."
"Ooh, I can't wait," I say dryly, "and whatever might this magical entrée be?"
Laughing, Kurtis tosses me a spiky fruit that I have grown used to over this time period. I stare at it, and then at him, and then a smile spreads all over my face.
