Seemingly as soon as she left the room, a plethora of interesting noises erupted from the burning room behind her. Screams of rage, a rampage of destruction, and the unmistakable noise of a gem injured enough to retreat to their gem. Their mission hadn't even begun and one of their troops was already down for the count! With her powers of levitation, Melanite was sitting upside-down, floating in the air just outside the room. She had expected everyone to merely follow her out, after all they surely wanted to get to Pearl as possible. But now it sounded like everyone was fighting each other, in full view of Steven, Garnet and Amethyst!
"Kekekekeke! This group is going to be a lot of fun, huh?" Melanite said to herself, spinning around in the air. She was tempted to poke her head back in and see what all the fuss was about, although she had a pretty good idea which of those gems could be causing the ruckus, but she didn't want to end up being the next gem poofed away. As far as she was concerned, she slipped out just in time to avoid dealing with any of that garbage. It was someone else's problem right now!
Outside the dimensional door was a fridge, in the house part of the temple. The act of consumption did appeal to Melanite, as a wandering spirit she utilized a gigantic mouth to consume many things, mainly for the purposes of horrifying others, and she vaguely remembered the kitchen as a place where humans ate things. Figuring no one would miss it if she ate any old thing lying around, Melanite floated over to the fridge, grabbed the bread box sitting next to it, emptied the bread out onto the floor and shoved the box into her mouth before struggling to chew it. Eventually she just ended up with a scratched up bread box stuck in her mouth.