Thanks. [She says when he hands back the apple. As for that slip of the tongue, it doesn't sound at all fishy to Blue's ears. Good save there.

She looks at his abra instead- Cadachible, she guesses- and puts a finger against the side of her jaw.]

No? Lucky me. [She looks back to the boy.] But if she's hungry, that's not good. Do you have anything for lunch? I was just thinking about heading to the beach to eat with my boys and girls. If none of yours mind apples, I've got plenty to spare.

[Her apple-holding hand motions back to her bag against the stone she was sitting on before, full with miscellaneous - and particularly apples, peeking up from the top, all of which she had picked up on the road earlier.]

I've got a pocket knife too, so Cadachible doesn't have to worry about the peel either. [How does that sound, Cadachible?]