Isabel nodded. "Sure, I'll pass it on," she said, taking the fruit from the Japanese man. Remembering vague flashes of things she'd read about Japanese culture, she bowed her head.
"Thank you," she said. The fruit was full and bright and felt deliciously ripe under her fingers. She had a sudden urge to bite into it, heedless of the juice which ran down her chin and dribbled onto her top. It was as delicious as it had promised to be, and Isabel realised as the flavour registered properly that she'd been hankering for some fresh fruit for a while now. Sailing around the Pacific had led her to be accustomed to it, but with the last voyage on the cargo ship being so long, the fresh fruit had all been eaten. DHARMA supplies had not compensated for its lack since.
Isabel caught the Japanese man's eye and giggled, knowing she must look a right state.
"I'm sorry," she said, wondering how much English he understood. "My name is Isabel." She held out a hand, sticky with fruit juice, for him to shake.
[Isabel] See ya
Date: 2006-10-12 04:14 pm (UTC)"Thank you," she said. The fruit was full and bright and felt deliciously ripe under her fingers. She had a sudden urge to bite into it, heedless of the juice which ran down her chin and dribbled onto her top. It was as delicious as it had promised to be, and Isabel realised as the flavour registered properly that she'd been hankering for some fresh fruit for a while now. Sailing around the Pacific had led her to be accustomed to it, but with the last voyage on the cargo ship being so long, the fresh fruit had all been eaten. DHARMA supplies had not compensated for its lack since.
Isabel caught the Japanese man's eye and giggled, knowing she must look a right state.
"I'm sorry," she said, wondering how much English he understood. "My name is Isabel." She held out a hand, sticky with fruit juice, for him to shake.