”It’s a flan.“ Forefinger extended as he pointed rather suddenly to the jellied form that sat on the floor. Just like the monster, really, but it looked pretty young, considering it was about the size of a piece of cake.
”I wonder if it’s edible.” Flan is a dessert, too. Curiosity rang in the youth’s features, almost tempted yet again to touch it and see what happened.
It seemed smaller than most flan Vaan had seen on any battlefield, almost so much, that he didn’t equate it to being one. Hearing the other’s comment on edibility startled him, however. Though most times the jellies were a hassle, they were still alive, and this one young. “You can’t just eat it!”
He leaned further, mindlessly prodding it with his finger, and almost instantly regretting it as he realized its stickiness.
