Thanox continued to sift through the remains of the ship. So far it seemed that the others had managed to recover a few bags of seeds, these ones in better shape than the one he had found, as well as a red crystal that the elf seemed determined to keep. He shook his head when he heard her declare that she would be the only one to use it. Hoarding things would not help the group in any way. On the other hand though, he had no idea how to use it, so he supposed that it may be for the best.
	
While he searched a thought occurred to him. “Perhaps this ship could serve as our shelter, at least briefly. We would need to make sure it is safe to stay in, but it could keep us from being exposed to the elements.” He said to no one in particular as he looked around. It would take some work patching some of the holes, but it might be a good place to start, the biggest problem would be the tide. If they couldn’t find a part of the ship that was high enough to stay dry then it would never work. Still, there would be time to decide where to sleep later. Right now they needed supplies, and once they finished searching the ship they could check farther inland and hopefully find freshwater. Shaking his head Thanox resumed looking for anything useful.
	
As he continued to his fruitless search he heard the kitsune ask for help. She had found a crate of seeds, but it was pinned under a large piece of debris. He walked next to the girl. “I will assist you. On three. One, two, three!” He bent down and grasped the broken piece of wood with all four arms and pulled up. It was quite heavy, but he was able to move it to the side with her help. 
He picked up the box and handed it to the kitsune. It occurred to him that he did not know her name, he had only learned the names of a few individuals, but it would be rude not acquaint himself with the others, especially seeing as how they would all be working together to survive now. “I am called Thanox, I do not believe I ever caught your name.”