The supplies on the Tulpar were getting lower and lower each day, and Curly was constantly attempting to send signals for more food and supplies, but, he hadn’t received any response

Currently, everyone was sitting at the table and eating what was left of the food. Things like MREs and freeze dried food was on the table, just about everything looking as unappetizing as the next thing. But, the point was that you still had some food, at least to get you through for another few days or so. Jimmy was sitting at one end of the table, occasionally speaking up while Curly was at the other end, eating silently and listening with a content expression on his face. Daisuke was yapping and complaining about how there wasn’t much food left, and how it was all ‘icky’ as he had said. Swansea kept constantly telling Daisuke to shut it before Swansea ate what was left of Daisuke’s food so it wouldn’t go to waste. Anya ate quietly, occasionally talking to Curly or nodding to the complaints from Daisuke