Tale As Old As Time
Kavan surprised all of them by kneeling just in front of the Nǣp, "I have told you, there is nothing in this forest that is harmful. There must have been a mistake somehow."
"That depends," Fyn cuts in, "How did the... uhm, youngling, ate it?"
The Nǣp titled its head in confusion, "My youngling ate it like how a mortal normally eats something. We consume fruits using our mouths."
"Ah," Fyn scratched his cheek. He knew he should have been more specific. "I mean, how did you eat it? Did you peel off the skin, washed it? Anything?"
"We have placed the ginkgo on the basket and my youngling picked it up and ate it as it is."