I'm not sorry at all

[If Ragna was looking for a quiet place, he'd certainly find it below deck. While most people were up and about on the top deck, Zozo was the only one below. And it just so happened that she was out like a light, a blanket covering her body as her large arm hung off the side of the hammock. Since she usually was the one to take the night shift, taking a short nap seemed like a good idea. Staffy rested against the small fridge to the side of her, marked with a sign that said "DO NOT OPEN". Must be something good in there if she's got a sign up. Maybe some kind of special ingredients for a killer meal.

TL;DR: Rags get the hell down here and open the fridge thing that shouldn't be here]