Keith - and what it is is 'pretty pissed when it reforms'.

[Which it's already doing, jelly melting and squirming in frankly disgusting ways as it slowly mends itself. Keith takes the brief window they have to put his bayard away, the sword vanishing for now as he darts around the cube and picks the sleeping person up in a fireman's carry.]

Come on - we can stash them someplace safe once we get out of sight then draw it away to come after us.