Merry had gone belowdeck, setting his backpack down near a bottom hammock. He kept his rifle slung over a shoulder, wouldn't do well to be caught unarmed in case of action.<br/><br/>As the kettle finished heating up, he turned around. "Water is re-" He didn't have time to finish that sentence, the red headed girl grabbing the kettle and bags. Merry reached a hand out after her. "Hey, wait up little girl! Can't just go grabbin' the tea before it's ready!"<br/><br/>Wait, did that marine just call her captain? Merry closed his eyes and counted slowly in his mind. This was going to be an interesting trip, that's for sure.