[MuseSick]

Jude glanced at her, reading and writing at a young age was impressive, considered a good portion of people couldn't do either at all, let alone have the skills to teach their offspring. "My parents tried to teach me how to read and write, but I was never much of a learner, of course I knew how but I preferred drawing, to reading and writing. My father thought it was a waste of paper, doodles that were lost or destroyed. But then again, my Father also assumed I'd take hold of the throne when he passed." he said it casually. Everyone on his ship knew what he was, who he should have been, and he made no effort to hide it. He ignored the growling, assuming it was one of his mates.

"Oh alright, well then I don't want to make you stand here, I'm going to make breakfast, if you'd like to help me. We've got many men to cook for and none of them know how. Pardon me for assuming you may know a thing or two about cooking. I find many woman are taught how to cook, and hell you probably could cook much better than myself, just by standing in the kitchen," he admitted with a chuckle as he wrapped slender fingers around her hand. Bringing her along back into the cabin she'd come from, he led her past the bed she'd been lying in and down another flight of stairs.

"This is the Kitchen, I mean it's kind out out dated, but of course, what is expected." he said "a kitchen filled to the brim with pirates, all trying to cook at once, let alone knowing how to cook at all. Most men here can't, that's one thing I can't force my crew to do either, is cook. " he said nodding as he pulled out what appeared to be a pot, throwing peeled potatoes, meat, and carrots in it. "Well.. I hope they enjoy stew.. again.." he said chuckling. "We're short on supplies right now. That's why we're heading into the village." he said running a hand through snowy white hair as he tossed his hat on the counter.