Leonared wipes some sweat from his brow as he walks back out onto the deck, the  rodent simply leaning against a wall for a few moments, trying to catch his breath. What on earth did that fox have in there, anyways?! After a few seconds of catching his breath, he pushes himself away from the wall.. it wouldn't do, to be caught 'loafing about'. With a slightly weary sigh, the new ship-member padded over towards Silussa, who seemed as though she was waiting on something.<br/><br/>"'Cn I help you, miss?" He asks, trying to sound cheery, although he's not doing the best of jobs. "Anything that you need?" If not, there was other cargo to be loaded, other menial physical work to be done. ~At least this can't get any worse, once we're at sea. More work, but none of this damned heavy lifting..~ He thinks.