Lang pats her belly once the breakfast table is emptied of all the edible contents. She'd eat more than her fair share if given the chance. Likely not the only one to do so either. It wouldn't be a disproportionate volume of food vanished down a small number of particularly greedy maws. Instead of immediately leaving Lang takes the chance to address whatever crew have hung around the meal table. "So, I'm the first to admit that despite aquatic adaptations my kind is far from useful onboard a ship. Still, I do intend to do my best to not be a burden so you don't resent my presence."