Shoal cuts down their speed and lays anchor so he can have breakfast with the others. In a single fluid motion, he hops over the railing and lands below deck. Immediately the smells of breakfast waft over him. "Man, I'm starving!"<br/><br/>He takes a seat and patiently waits for the others to sit down. A short while later, Aurora joins them.<br/>"Judging by the dark cloud hovering over ya, I'm guessing you're not a morning person, huh?," Shoal says, stabbing a sausage with his fork.