(Either it was good or bad luck for Naesala as one of the ship's mast had a nest made on it. It was a small and not the best looking nest but it is one nonetheless!

Leanne blinks as not only the familiar sight of black feathers but also the scent smells really familair.... Older smelling but still..... Familiar.)

Rest.... As much as you need to. I am sure that my captain wouldn't mind. (She has ways to make say yes oh yes she does. Fufufufufufu)