Striped apples certainly lived up to their name, appearance wise. Taking one in his delicate moogle paws, Kupu handed the fruit to Zojja, who regarded the fruit with a similar wariness as the human did. The moogle was watching her expectantly, waiting for the moment she bit into it.

She reasoned that Kupu had little to no reason to try to poison her, and such food wouldn't be given out here if it was unsafe. But if it tasted bad, she was going to blame both of those moogles for it. So she opened her mouth, revealing a set of razor sharp teeth and bit in.

...

"It's...very sweet," came the verdict.

A bit too sweet.