Melany Hunnir was leaning against the ship's railing, arms across her ample chest, and eyes focused intensely on the crew's leader as he gave his speech.  A part of her was agitated that there was yet another obstacle in her way.  There was always something slowing her down.  She didn't give her complaints a voice though.  There wouldn't be a point to it.  Everything had a time and a place, but right now, when there was just a problem that couldn't be skipped over wasn't the right moment to complain.  Sighing, she only shook her head, and watched quietly as Marxo left them with Xerxes.  

A few moments passed while the man asked about beli and then the other crew member Jackal informed them that he wasn't going to eat.  For a second she thought about ignoring the man's statement, but at the moment he was a member of the same crew as herself.  So if he failed at some point then so would she.  She couldn't fail now; wouldn't.  [@dragonmancer] "MmmMmmm."  She cleared her throat and looked in the larger man's direction.  "Not to scold, as your an adult, but skipping a meal out at sea isn't the wisest course of action.  The next meal isn't always guaranteed, and one never knows when there's going to be a need for strength, lots' of it.  Best to keep that belly full so your arms and legs won't crap out on you at a bad moment" like when we're all pinned down and someone with tough skin could be used as a human shield.

Without waiting for his reply Melany turned her attention to the second in command.  "Nope.  I've got nothing on me at the moment, As for beli go."  She paused for a moment and then a small smile appeared on her face.  "To be honest I'm still a bit new to how things work around here.  What exactly does Marxo mean he mentioned us not going crazy?  Is that an order to keep our heads down as low as possible, or just don't go overboard?"