"I don't think I could eat it all if I wanted to." She smiles, her eyes lingering on the delicate prosthesis knee down. Her fingers itch to get hold of them, take them apart and see how they work, and then put them back together of course. It's probably pretty rude to ask though, and she makes a face at her own thoughts before meeting the other woman's eyes again. She sticks out a hand, fingers pink from picking and eating fruit.

"I'm Rey. It's nice to meet you."