Fingers extend and curl around the berry once it's thrown to him, a curious expression on his face at her nature. He couldn't understand the unnecessary aggressiveness, though his experience was limited to the doctors, his family and Raven. She reminded him in some ways of the three-- though little of Raven, perhaps it was the blue-- he wasn't entirely sure. His fingers flex around the berry and it's plush and soft but not for him, either. Lowering down he gently sets it on the ground, watching it roll away and into a proper place as if there was some sort of invisible hill on the flat lands.

"Thank you," He murmured though he didn't know if that was the proper response or not.