Strange and twisted as the plants are, she finds them intriguing. Maybe that's just her nature, or maybe that's just that they're so new that curiosity is the first reflex she has, overpowering what might be an innate sense of unease. They aren't going to hurt her, and so she can look as she likes. Fever looks with the honest wonder of a newcomer, free of other pressing goals that might prevent her from exploring, but the scent does give her the slightest bit of pause. It hadn't been terrible in the ship, but she'll still monitor her own condition.

"Where do they lead? All over?"

This is asked while she has a brief staring contest with one of the plants with eyes.