The contents had no smell, and after a moment of considering his options, he squeezed out a tiny bit onto his finger, a rag out and ready in case it was caustic or something, and waited a minute. Once nothing happened, he took a careful lick, and then a bite, and realized what it was.<em>Food paste. Well, at least I won't have to worry about food now.</em><br/><br/>It tasted like he had tried to eat a drop of water, in that it did nothing for him, but he stuffed the open one into a belt pouch, and the rest into his backpack, before frowning. It was starting to get full, but he still had some free space in the pack. Done with this room, he debated a moment, before deciding to follow the blood stains, if only to satisfy his own curiosity.<br/><br/>Heading to room c11