Nanamo giggled and Papashan smiled. "Your friend is an enthusiastic young one that is."

Taking up a fork and knife, she cut into the tart, admiring the glow of the berries as they glimmered, the texture glistening with fresh baked goodness. Taking a bite of her food, she took a moment to savor it. "Rich, full and yet not overwhelming. The subtle blend of fruit together makes for a complete whole. Truly, a tart of tarts."