[color=92278f]"Thank goodness someone listens!"[/color]  Zypha commented as August went to the captain's cabin to search for useful things like maps and the like, but as no one decided to pick up the downed woman, it looked like it was up to her.  She threw up her hands in the air for dramatic effect, then proceeded to bend down and pick Croma up, throwing her over her shoulder like a rather undignified sack of potatoes.

[color=92278f]"You better not wake up and stab me or something."[/color]  Zypha complained even though she rather effortless carried the other woman.  [color=92278f]"Like I said, make yourselves useful while I take care of this lump."[/color]  She couldn't help but pat Croma's butt in order to emphasize lump.  With that accomplished she carried her onto their smaller vessel and laid her down inside the captain's quarters, which wasn't much, but at least had a decent cot.

Zypha checked her vitals and quickly came to the conclusion that the woman was famished.  She certainly wasn't a cook but thankfully they at least had some decent ingredients given to them by the locals at their last stop.  She ended up putting together some salted meat of an unknown variety, though it was decently tender, some nuts, an apple, and a little drink to wash it down.  It was rather simple and plain but would do the job no doubt.

She found a stool to use as a small table and placed it next to the cot, near Croma.  Maybe whatever little smell the meal had would wake the girl up.  In any event she would soon see what the girl was about.