"Let's just say I might have accidentally touched it before, somehow. Something I'll have to figure out when I get home."

César lets that subject drop, knowing he'll never shut up about if he gets started. Instead, he lets himself fall into a sort of quiet awe as he looks around, awed. He blinks and takes the orange, starting to peel it.

"Oranges!" César laughs, rolling it in his hands before looking around again. "It's amazing. To think it was here this entire time...."