And Kanan watched closely to make certain this didn't go south on them unexpectedly. Not that he didn't have faith in Summer's jello, really. It was more that they'd possibly come here at a bad time, what with the stampeding blurrgs, and--

"Oota champawa! Nawa goo!"

The rest of the wobbly thing in the yuzzum's hands was being shoved into his mouth, and then he was gesturing for the rest to come have some, too. They all seemed a little leery, but once Kanan had cut a few more pieces and passed them around, they were all digging in with a gusto.

"I think that means they like it," he mused.