Due to the alchemical work below decks, Abylus would completely miss the entire fishing adventure that had transpired and would likely not even know about it unless someone brought it up at dinner. The smell of the fish and the spices did a lot of good to her morale as she, like the others, definitely did not want a meager meal for dinner. She would eat but did not try to gorge herself like at breakfast. It was more than likely doubtful such a large meal would be repeated now that they were at sea... best to get used to eating less for a bit now.<br/><br/>After dinner Abby would head up on deck and spy the carpenter at the rigging. Strolling over and leaning on the railing she would look to him and nod a few times. "I would very much like to see such things... though I did also have some questions seeing as you are not shy about speaking up." She gestures to the man and clears her throat a little. "From what I understand not many drow tend to live on the surface, let alone as a sailor. How did you come to this life?"