When morning came, everyone felt well enough to sit down to the table for breakfast, now that they had stopped expelling whatever tried to get into their stomachs, be it air or water.
Aladdin, for his part, had prepared a feast for them, claiming it was to help them get better, all while ignoring Jaber's remark that a simple, easy-to-digest meal would have sufficed.
Nonetheless, everyone dug in, having had nothing to eat for a whole day.
They were starving.
Aladdin leaned forward with a broad smile on his face, a couple of women standing behind him, massaging his shoulders. " This is a token of gratitude for your help with this matter."
Sindbad couldn't help the twitch of his eyebrow at that. " You're still the womanizer I've ever known."
" One can't help but show their appreciation to beauty," he gestured mirthfully at the women flanking him, and they smiled back at him brightly, as if basking in his praise.
