The hobgoblin jumps as he hears Lili'fey shouting assurances, but then quickly turns back to Taizee.  "Yeah.  Uhh..."  It takes him a moment to organize his thoughts, and he seems to deepen in color around his cheeks.  "Well, I'm the other fisher on the ship and I... wouldn't mind seeing how... mermaids fish."  He trails off, fingers twiddling together, before taking a sudden interest in a box of fishhooks.<br/><br/>Averroe, meanwhile, leans into Phionna's hand.  "No," he says.  "This is actually very comfortable."  Then he pauses for a moment.  "Other two?" he asks.  Then he hums as he thinks.  "I don't remember any other two, but thank you for rescuing me.  And for letting me stay in here."  He stretches out a little<br/><br/>The rest of the day is a mess of chores.  The captain has decided to get some extra work done on the ship, including cleaning the ship's keel and replacing the sails.  The crew gets into it quickly, but soon slows down as the day drags on.  "Hey!" a catfolk woman calls from the mast, hanging upside-down by her knees.  She's black almost from head to tail, barring a few white speckles over her face.  "You, uh... Mio?  Mio!  You sing don't you?  If you give us a song, I'll do some of your chores!"