[littl3chocobo]

he heard the man before his aunt did, a thump and shuffle over his head while the chowder was bubbling, he made a drunk's breakfast to help ease what was prolly a mallet to the head for the captain. he toasted bread slices in the ashes and pulled out a couple fresh eggs, he also went out back for more well water, he knew the captain would not like it, noone ever did, but he knew also that most men had the common sense to eat it anyway, the taste being less unappealing than the pain