Mantis is instantly at east with the eagerness by which the boy handles himself, but also the sincerity in his body language and words. He didn't expect children, even a teenager like him, to be in the Nexus.

"If it's a berry, I can make a jam out of it. What kind have you been able to find in this place?" He cools himself with the fan he's woven. "I'll be here all day anyway. If you bring me the berries, I can make a batch."