"Go supply hunting when landed yes?" Tove suggested to Tyrin as Tyrin moved from the raining of the boat and began to make his way to the galley. With all the excitement and commotion, it had been easy to ignore the call of food, but now that it was settling down and people were going around doing their business, the gnawing pain in his gut told him it was time to eat. Tyrin looked at his palico companion and nodded.

"Yeah can't hunt without the necessary materials, or we could and die," he chuckled as he walked back down into the ship and past the barracks ",You seem more excited then I, you know?"

"Off ship soon, hate rocking, land solid," grumbled the palico. Upon entering the gallery, Tyrin and Tove wasted no time getting their own food and finding an empty table to eat and continue chatting with one another.