[There's... nothing else it could be. He slowly unwraps the plastic, all the way, gingerly picking at the exposed cake, at the bright red frosting. No bone. There's a bit of jam - raspberry, it smells like - but nothing even resembling flesh.]

[Shocking. A food he doubts even Goku would want to eat.]

It would appear we've stumbled onto the stock of a very macabre baker. [So yes, Reiner. These are cakes. What the hell.] Why anyone would believe this to be a good idea is beyond me.

[... so what does he do with this Foot Cake. Do they - do they put them back...?]