Asher Ryder listened intently to Ewan's detailed description, scouring the depths of his long-term memory for any sign of such a botanical specimen. Despite his extensive survival training and familiarity with the local flora of the Empire's frontier, he truly could not recall ever encountering a fruit that matched the boy's vivid depiction. Perhaps, as Ewan suggested, it was a low-lying shrub species, the sort of humble vegetation that Asher usually bypassed without a second glance while keeping his eyes peeled for larger topographical threats or apex predators.
"It is possible they exist in this sector, though I cannot say with absolute certainty." Asher replied, his voice echoing slightly through the dense canopy: "I will keep a sharper lookout for anything matching that profile."
