"I found them in the thorn bushes of the valley! Try them!"
Fredri, handing the bright red berries to Leon, noticed Leon was seemingly looking at her slightly dirty nails. As she noticed the tear in her white dress, her face flushed slightly, and she instinctively hid her arm behind her back.
"I actually washed my hands, but the creek was too dark at night to see, so they aren't very clean... but I washed these berries carefully, they're definitely not dirty."
"..."
No, I wasn't looking at your nails, I was looking at the scratches on your hand from the thorn bushes... And if you want to eat some wild berries, you can ask the Primordial Race; they'd probably give them to you directly, you wouldn't need to pick them yourself... but never mind.
