After a few hours, Aurianna came out from the kitchen to the ship deck carrying a pot and hurried toward her room.
Seeing Aurianna disappear into her quarters, the entire crew rushed toward the kitchen, and their captain exclaimed.
"Hey hey! Remember to save me some grub! Don't devour it all!" The captain's voice carried a stern warning, tinged with a hint of anxiety, hoping his message was heard. 'If I had a choice I would rush too but who would keep an eye on the damn ship to not steer away!!' he inwardly cried as he held the wheel. 'Why doesn't anyone appreciate me?' he wondered as he sat there alone with his grumbling stomach.
Lilian stepped into the kitchen, surprised by its clean condition. "She really cleaned up. No dishes left, and the stove and table are spotless. I still can't get used to it, even after three days. Is she a kitchen lover or something?" Lilian mused, heading straight for the oven where a large pot awaited.
