Don't worry, Garth'zel. Ezra's young ears have already been exposed to plenty of bad words. You're not likely to shock him there.

He scowls instead. "I'm too big for a sink!"

He is! Even if it's not by much.

Still suspicious, he looks at Garth'zel, as though trying to find the catch in his words. Will he really give Ezra what he wants, or is it just a trick that he'll go back on as soon as Ezra's in the 'fresher? "I wanna keep it with me," he demands. "An'- An' I want a box to put it in, so rats can't get it." There. He thinks that's perfectly reasonable, and then he can make sure no one takes his food himself.