[It is all very clear as to why Blue was... Blue, amongst other things. For everything else he could think up were all more geared towards survival and fighting. The touch of everything else was rusty and the naming department was all but empty.

He kept the jars in place, hand moving away once one was filled and placing the lid on to let the heat form a seal; they'd know it happened once that little popping noise was made from the lid after all.]

Constellation jam works rather well.

[It was sparkling still in the pot, and despite the stirring the colors remained separated enough each could be seen. Almost glowing the same as when the star fruit was cut into.]

I think you're onto something, and that would be quite the sight. A sight to see, all spread out over bread- or anything really.