[Gon leans down and bites one of the berries fresh off the stem, slowly chewing it. It has a weird taste that he can't quite place, like a little bit of everything--except sweetness, which it is sorely lacking in. While it isn't anything very special, it reminds him of foraging at home, something that makes him feel homesick.]

They're okay. They don't taste wrong, so I hope they're fine. Or else Kurapika might have to come and dig our graves..

Hmm. I wonder what he'd turn into?