"There's no need to apologize. I was the same way when I first arrived here. A lot of people are," Katara waved off his apology with a smile and made her way back to the fridge. Bypassing the pitcher of blood, she found the fruit drawer and slowly pulled it out of the fridge and turned, placing it on the table.
She had to give Cordelia credit. The woman did a good job at offering a pretty vast selection of things to eat. And fruit, apparently, was something she thought there should be a lot to choose from. There were apples, bananas, oranges, strawberries... and that was where Katara's knowledge of the fruits of this place ended.
Looking to Dar, she grinned. "Help yourself," she urged before realizing something and quickly asking, "Would you like something to drink?"