Stomach full, boat rocking, body sore from cleaning all day; what could make today worse...?

Mithrun lies on his cot down in the belly of the ship, having overindulged a little while beforehand when he was at a feast with his brother. He lays shirtless on his bed, his stomach distended and bloated a he just stares up at the ceiling with a pale face. (Insert name) sits next to Mithrun as Eleanor, one of the cleaning pixies comes down into the cabin.

Eleanor: "Captain, don't forget to come up for dinner. You can't keep skipping it!"

As she flies back upstairs, Mithrun groans as he places a hand on his uncomfortably full stomach and glancing at (Insert name). He sighs, trying to sit up.

Mithrun: "H-Help me up, (Insert name)...mph...g-god damn. I...I-I gotta head up so the crew doesn't get antsy..."