The captain's shouting was far from the wakeup call Lang expected. Gives the impression that the trip is going to metaphorically be a long one...<br/><br/>At least breakfast has volume to it. Something Lang eagerly takes advantage of while she has the chance. The taur expects stricter rationing of the foodstuffs to come along once at sea. So she's filling her bellies as much as she can before departure. Seeing her eat so much might even be endearing in a way to certain observers. Which may or may not include a redheaded woman she smiles back at at least once when catching her gaze.