Taking the strange treat between her fingers, Morana squeezed it curiously, feeling the sugary texture against her skin. When she did press it though, it brok through the sugary exterior and into the gooey centre, amking her fingers rather sticky.
She was distracted however when Dorian asked her to hold the sweets for him. She nodded quickly, carefully holding the treats, watching as her friend prepared to change forms, still wondering what she should do with the marshmallow that was now coating her fingers in sweet stickiness.