"Just keep going until you get to a fork in the road, that's your plan?" Murphy rolled his eyes. He bent down, snapping what was supposed to be grass off the ground and popping it in his mouth. It was round and hard, striped, and tasted like...Murphy didn't really have a frame of reference for what it tasted like, but it was sweet and hot and it cracked under his teeth when he bit into it.
"You should try this. It's good." Like the others, he hadn't had access to candy growing up. It just wasn't a thing they had on the Ark. They had rations. Enough to get by, but nothing that was really good, or special. Nothing overly sweet, at all.