Regulus’ eyes narrowed just a bit while taking that information in. These were just blueberries, nothing special about them.

He didn’t think she was a member of the crew because, well, he’d seen how the crew acted around women on the ships. He didn’t think they’d usually let a woman come aboard (he hadn’t yet quite worked out the circumstances of these few exceptions now.)

So… she was like him, a wayward soul, lost at sea. And home didn’t have ordinary blueberries.

“… Where are you from?” He didn’t yet know ‘home’ for some meant different planets or realities.