Crassus walked over to it and part of the material broke off, flying into the air he commented "Seems like biomass." He commented, then paused, glancing to Black Marble "That is, exactly what it means. Biological mass. This stuff can be made out of any biological substance if you strip its components away. Can be composed of energy too, if you put it together right, just leaving a 'slab', like wiping clean a page to write it all again. Its inevitable you would do this. Congratulations are in order. This is a hallmark of sorts. I am curious, how are you producing 'Flesh' as you call it?" Crassus said, sensing a spot for heightening the species relations. Biomass had always been a touchy subject with most races. The idea... Often opposed by religions stating it was 'playing god'. Even more so when they realised the collective had no qualms about reducing the dead to biomass as well. Nothing goes to waste, that was the idea. Now he sensed a way to get the Collective and the Equestrians closer again.