Luitwin couldn't help but offer a warm smile and shake the man's hand with a gentle grip. It wasn't his usual way of greeting another man, he usually chose to keep his limbs to himself and offer a bow, muttering prayers like he had for the captain. But this unholy soul, Ardnt he called himself, it was no trouble at all to compromise.<br/><br/>"I know.. you are not of the faith, I can see that life has been hard on you, whether that was your service or not. But this is a gift, isn't it? I would hate to see any man die out in the cold like that, even if their hands have wrought sin." He still kept hold of Ardnt's hand with both his own, turning it over to observe, gracing a thumb along the crease of his palm before letting go. They were the hands of a man who worked hard, whether with scythe, hammer or sword. Luitwin wondered if such a lowly man such as this could be redeemed. It would've been a shame, he thought, for Ardnt to die without any opportunity for redemption. He looked him over with visible pity, before a small set of feet could be heard coming down the hall accompanied by the clatter of dishes.<br/><br/>A young boy, not even into his twenties was carrying a plate of two modest servings of that night's meal, compromised of bread and salted meat, and a hot broth. He didn't seem to want to interrupt anything, either intimated by the presence of a monk or the large, imposing foreigner that lay in bed. "Ah, thank you." Luitwin spoke as he quickly stood to relieve the boy of his delivery, to which he was greeted with a brief genuflect. It brought a smile to the monk's face, albeit the young man was unpracticed he seemed to try best to show he appreciated god's presence on this voyage. Though it could've just been their captain looking to make sure that the kid make a good example of himself.<br/><br/>When Luitwin and Ardnt were left alone, he set both plates on the side table, carefully moving the bottle out of the way to make room. Patiently, he began to move half of one's servings to the next. These meals were just another thing to add to the long list of changes Luitwin failed to get used to, the bite of the meat and the dryness of the bread mirrored his usual supper back home of fish and produce. He remembered the trip initially causing some stir with Captain Bertrand who wondered if such a diet would be fit for a man of his upbringing. Luitwin set one of the spoons on Ardnt's plate, gesturing over both with a prayer he deemed necessary. "There you go, no finer medicine than a rich meal. Your body will appreciate the substance and I'll expect that you'll heal in no time at all."<br/><br/>As for himself, despite the small, lingering urge to sit and chat, keep close, he took his own plate and disappeared with it, back to the confines of his room, softly shutting the door behind him after leaving Ardnt to eat alone.<br/><br/>Luitwin made little noise over the next half hour, enjoying his meal in silence as he always did, without any stimuli to distract himself. Afterwards he removed his top robe, hung it on the wall and appeared again without acknowledging Ardnt, gathering bloodied rags and a torn shirt to place in a small basket beside the door. It was easier to move and do some of the usual late night cleaning when he was clad only in his simple clothes, a long coat tied at the waist with a sash that had seemed to tangle with the beads of a rosary. All the while, the padding of many boots and the chatter of men flooded the opposite end of the hall where the sailors descended for rest. Luitwin couldn't see much of them, but stared in the direction of the noise for a moment before turning to Ardnt. "You're finished...? I could see if the captain would allow you to move beds if you prefer... I know my side of of these quarters could be dull for a man with an exciting life like yours."<br/><br/>He piled up both the plates, moving past the few sailors who lingered to talk in the hall as they anxiously stepped aside. The rush of cold hit him  as he passed the stairs and instead made way for the galley.<br/><br/>"Boy! What do you think you're doing? You've made the priest tail it all the way back with dirtied dishes, what do you think you're paid for?" The large, rotund body of the cook scolded the kid who dropped his mop at the revelation, before frantically moving over to take said plates from the monk. Luitwin didn't comment on the cook's lack of understanding when it came to status, but could definitely see how the child was biting back irritation out of good taste. "Captain Bertrand isn't here then, his room...?" The cook nodded, rubbing his forehead with a towel after having worked the stove most of the night. Luitwin at least knew his next stop then.<br/><br/>He had to walk out into the cold to get there, holding his arms close to himself as the chill was soaked into his clothes. The monk knocked at the large set of double doors that led down into the other side of the lower deck. Opening it more than slowly, eager to escape the cold. Bertrand came around to greet his guest, skipping the hello's when he saw who it was. "He's doing well, still? It's not the safest way to travel, that." Luitwin interjected, "What did you want to do? Normally I could see these incidents being your responsibility as captain, but if I'm not being forward, the abbey does care for those so estranged." The Captain kept his hands held fast behind his back, but his composure broke the slightest once he considered the potential gravity of their current problem. "That all depends on his alibi then, does it? Don't forget that even the court will see exceptions for sanctuary, Brother... Would it be trouble to ask if you could continue watching him for a time, as if he were one of mine? Criminal or not, the least I can offer is safe passage back to Herzland." The monk lingered, exchanged a nod of appreciation and a 'Have a safe rest, Captain' before returning to his room, stopping along the way to glance Ardnt over. By now most of the noise had died down, and the beating of the waves against the side of the ship filled the cabin with a low, muffled roar.