At his offer to continue on their way, she just raised her index finger in silent objection as she took another bite of her cheeseburger. Now, however, Fiorella did not bother talking between bites and after a long and silent quarter of an hour, she finally finished her meal.
"It was a meal you invited me to as part of our trip, so it is only polite and natural to finish it."
Again, she had that slight smile on her face as she carefully gathered up all the wrappers from their food and lifted herself off of the mat. With her usual slow steps, she walked to their hoverbike and placed the crumpled wrappers in its saddlebags.
"Positive and negative experiences with this world, Mister Doe. Maybe the strange taste of the local fast food will allow me to remember this trip more clearly in case my parents or grandparents would be wondering about your cuisine."
With those words, she began to place the yellow-flowered helmet on her head and buckle it under her chin. She followed with a final assessment of her exterior and cleaned her clothes of the omnipresent sand.
"Where do we fly to now?"
Despite her aloof demeanor, there was a certain amount of enthusiasm and curiosity about her. She was in a good mood and did not intend to hide it behind an expressionless face.
