There were questions rattling around in Thomas's brain about how someone could grow up in a nature preserve since, put together, Thomas could guess at the meaning of the word but didn't really see it as a place someone could live. He set the questions aside to ask Derek in awhile.

Thomas peered down at the berries for a second longer before picking one up and tossing them into his mouth. The flavor was unlike anything else he'd ever tasted. Thomas couldn't stop his eyes from going momentarily wide before he got a hold of himself.

He had to wonder if every new experience with something as simple as food was going to be like that. In the Scorch, there wasn't time to savor new things. Stopping to smell the proverbial roses was a waste of time there. Here, time was one of those things Thomas had in abundance.

"Wow," he mumbled, rubbing his berry juice covered fingers together before bringing them to his mouth and licking them clean.