Lynx looks at him. Giggling a  bit. "Ye two leggers and above seaers be such strange folk." he says with a laugh. Looking at the food and stands on wobbly legs. He still hadn't been using his legs very much to if at all. He about fell onto his face. Flailing his arms until he regained iffy balance. He was like a little child beginning to learn to walk. He took baby steps and even those were shakey. He gets fish, bread, more fish, and apple slices. Taking the plate and slowly making his way back towards the man. Ignoring the stares from the crew who were already eating. He was focused on walking and not dropping his food. Primarily on walking. Making it to the chair at the table he sits and nearly collasped from physical exhaustion. "YAY! I made it!" he cries out happily. "I did it!" he adds. Giggling happily. "I walked like ye two leggers do."