If anything, Yondu was just glad to see that the kid had actually listened and not snuck off someplace. Then again, someone would have found him eventually, and there was no saying what might have happened then, Yondu couldn’t be everywhere at once after all. The captain took a seat across from the kid, watching as he stirred the contents of his bowl but didn’t take a bite. Not giving this much mind, Yondu took a mouthful from his own bowl. It was better than some of the stuff they had had lately, but that didn’t mean much. You just sort of got used to whatever sludge was served up. Keeping his eye on the others in the room, especially on the whispers that had started, Yondu glanced at the kid from time to time, noting his lack of eating.<br/><br/>“What’s wrong with ya now?” He asked. “Yer lucky I’m feedin’ ya at all.” Yondu pointed his spoon at the kid.<br/><br/>Hearing a tone overhead signalling the switch in shifts, Yondu frowned. He didn’t know what the hell he was supposed to do with the kid. Where was he supposed to put him? Lock him up in the room all the others had had? Maybe, but something about this one was different, or maybe it was just the captains own morals finally beginning to show. He watched as those around them got up to go to work, while others began to stream in, taking the others’ places and causing the noise level in the kitchen to increase.<br/><br/>“Eat now, cause ya ain’t gettin’ nothin’ else till later.” Yondu warned, just as Kraglin walked by. The man was probably the closest to the Terran as was on the ship, and also the only one Yondu would trust to be alone with the kid.<br/><br/>“Kraglin here’ll keep an eye on ya for now. Won’t you?” At this Kraglin had stopped, what looked like a crust of some sort of bread halfway to his mouth.<br/><br/>“Huh? Oh, I…” Sighing, the first mate nodded. “Yes sir.”<br/><br/>“Good.” Yondu said, getting up. “Play nice the both of ya.” The captain added, leaving the mess hall.<br/><br/>Kraglin watched Yondu leave, waiting until the doors had closed behind him before turning to the boy. He opened his mouth to say something, but decided against it and instead slid into the spot across from the boy.<br/><br/>“Guess I’m your babysitter now.” He grumbled. “Got a name?”