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Momo heard Atlas say something and kept working on the formula in front of her. She had become so deep in thought she'd forgotten Atlas was one of the people she didn't want to see her working on poison around. "Haha," she chuckled at his jesting. Then of course she realized the possible situation she could have if he read her hand writing so she quickly closed the journal and hid it away.

"I was just getting frustrated over a recipe that i was jotting down, every time I make it it's missing something," she said simply. "On top of that this baboon and Sieg decided it was okay to raid my private stash that I had tucked away for a rainy day to make some spoiled princess happy..... Yes I know," she added before he could react. She stood up from her seat and looked up at Atlas, he was the first mate but she hadn't really talked to the man much since she'd joined. He stuck her as a confident but not arrogant man, he was handsome.... ish, Momo wasn't one for beards or older men so there were some handicaps, but so far she though he was one of the few crew members that hadn't stolen from her.... that she knew of.

"I suppose you're hungry eh? Let me see if the stew is done," she said as she walked over to a pot over a low fire pit. She took a few moments and smiled before getting him a bow and a spoon and got him a mug of water and she sat it on the table and motioned for him to sit down, "Unfortunately I don't server ale, rum, or anything of the like before sunset, I like to save that to help everyone relax at the end of the day." she said with a smug smile as she sat across from Atlas.

She looked at the man for a moment then became a bit curious. "I'm not stupid, I know that Princess as probably kidnapped, if not then her family probably thinks so, which means we probably have the Navy after us, I understand all that...... But .... Is something bothering you Mr. Atlas? You seem troubled," she said. Then she smiled cheerfully and added, "Of course if you want to dodge the question you can tell me what you think of the stew."