>>6356278>>The Jelly could stretch, of course. It could also change its form to a hard solid, a viscous jelly, and a liquid while still retaining full control of its body.Emilly has become gelatinous cube, eater of worlds.
Those snacks though. Not very pleasant, sugar on sugar, rock candy and jelly, sure they texture was different, but the flavor being pure chem sugar. Not even natural flavoring.
She looks at Marisa.
"Can you still make food from here? Just some fresh woodsmen bread with some salt and butter, and I'd be right as rain. Not like I got hurt the fight, uh."
She remembers her arm, one that's still lying on the floor.
"Well, not in any way that matters... actually, belay that bread."
She approaches the fallen limb, it's not a large piece of meat by any means, but unlike her regular state, being transformed actually means there's something on that bone. The cut wasn't too clean, probably expected with a spear. Blood has pooled around it, though not that much.
Emilly picks the errant limb up. The flavor profile will certainly be distinct from her previous meal, and while there may be a small texture overlap, definitely enough to prevent it form being a perfect compliment, it is good enough. After all, waste not, want not.
...Not sugary for sure, and the crunch of bone, while similar to the rock candy, is quite distinct. The meat itself is spongy and a bit tough, really nothing much to offer without any prep. The most overpowering feature is, of course, the blood, tastes coppery, as it should, but even this quickly, it has started to coagulate. She had thought the sweat might help a bit with the salt, but it doesn't, leading to quite a bland meal, flavor wise. At least the textures are interesting, the bones of different sizes, with the fingers offering the nicest crunch. Most surprisingly, the frilled sleeve of her outfit has a very complimentary texture, and when tasted on it's own it's not bad at all, tastes like… something, something good. Sadly, this discovery was only noticed after the majority of the snack was already over, and it would probably be poor form to start eating her own clothes in the middle of a favor. Well, eating the ones still on her body.
Over all, not the worst, though next time she loses a limb, she's gonna bring some spices at the minimum. . . huh, that's not a bad idea for a long term project. Might be an interesting experience at least. It does hold some unique flavors, and that is valuable indeed.
Licking her lips of some remaining blood, before focusing back on Marisa.
"Well, that helped with the palate."
She chuckles.
"Sorry for not offering, would like to say I was sure you're refuse, but honestly, just didn't put any thought into it. Bad manners, honestly."