[It's green, it's round, it's spiky. Alhaitham stares before deciding he's seen weirder, if not quite so hostile a fruit, and approaches.
The scent wafts, but it's quite faint with all the durians still intact in their husks. Alhaitham tests the spikes against his fingers before carefully rolling one into his hands.] I assume you break it open to eat it.
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The scent wafts, but it's quite faint with all the durians still intact in their husks. Alhaitham tests the spikes against his fingers before carefully rolling one into his hands.] I assume you break it open to eat it.