Accepting the plate, Amber settled in. The food on it was different, but she was sure it must be tasty. The aroma sure was. Letting the warm settled into her fingers, she pondered what kind of reply to give. She had noticed each of the twelve villages had had slightly different customs from each other. One village would have asked about someone's welfare with genuine interest in the response. Another would have used it as a way of greeting and nothing but a simple declaration of good before continuing the discussion would suffice as a response.

Deciding to attempt a middle ground with Arturo, she said, "Okay. How are you?" There, that would give her an indication as to how one responds in Arturo's world.

While waiting for his reply, she cautiously took a bite of food and was pleased at the different flavors that filled her mouth. The food at least was agreeable. Belatedly, she wondered if it was polite to eat and talk. But since he had handed her a plate, and then asked a question, surely it was alright. She glanced at Sean to see how he was reacting to Arturo and herself for clues.