Simbad woke up with a start to the sound of running water, he should've been up earlier but the night had been sooo very restful after filling his belly with food. He lazily got up and looked around still somewhat groggy, he decided it would be best if he made something for the others when they woke up. Shaking the sleep out of his eyes Simbad quickly got a pot of water threw in some left over meat and vegetables and put it over the fire, adding a few of the spices he kept around for flavoring his food. A little spice here and there went a long way when you were used to eating scraps. He sat watching next to the fire he had built up slowly stirring the stew to make sure it cooked evenly.