[Kieran looks down at the offered berry, expression slowly melting to something puzzled and maybe a little upset. He's thinking very hard about what he was just told.]

These plants... are owned by someone?

[This is not a concept he is familiar with. Back home, the forest is mother to them all; each takes what's necessary, because it's a mother's selfless nature to offer her milk to all her children. The idea that a plant can be property -- that it will eagerly bear fruit that will only reach one mouth -- seems... against the will of the forest to him, honestly. Taking away the freedom inherent in nature.]