Lynx looks at him. Then returns to eating. "Yummy!" he says happily. It was indeed really really good. At least to him. He was oblivious to the odd reactions and looks the crew members were having and giving. He looks at him. "Okay." he says. Grinning even more happily. Looking at his food. He felt his tummy acting weird and giggled a bit. Happy that things were working out good. He knew so long as he was happy that the sea would give them smooth sailing. If his mother caught wind that he wasn't...oh there was usually hell to pay. Plus usually it was hell to pay and then some.