Caeda tried to intently listened to Sticky's story and simply nodded with each new chapter of his life. Once the reached the kitchen and got some chowder, Sticky asked about eating else where with the mess hall being preoccupied at the moment. "Sure, the waters a bit rough, but at least its not storming." After making their way to the deck and finding a nice spot to eat. "So any stories of interest during your days as one of the muscles of the crew". As Sticky would talk she would start eating and slowly, began to tear her biscuit in half, dip it with some chowder, then placed her bag away from curious eyes so she can open it and place the chowder dipped biscuit for Othie to eat.

Once Sticky finished, rested her spoon down for a bit. "Well, it really seems you are following some similar path as your parents. That mainly being you all working on the ocean. It reminds me a bit of myself. My father used to be an extraordinary adventurer from all the stories he and his party would tell me about. Although before I would simply be a guard in Bayrest, I always wanted to be in those stories. He... he isn't around anymore, but being out here now makes it feel like he is still around in some way." As she finished saying about her current feelings, she just looked out into the ocean and started eating again.