guten morgan
thought: probably when morgan joins the crew, he’s used to dressing rooms and mirrors and carefully curating his appearance every day, and expecting everyone else to do the same.
so when he’s suddenly out in the middle of some blasted desert, it’s a bit of a struggle to maintain a sense of propriety.
the first morning out, he manages to change clothes under his blanket and it takes a LONG time and it’s frustrating and it’s not nearly up to his standards but by god, he has done it.
right at the tail end of this process, carter finally wakes up, stretches, and rolls out of his bedroll in nothing but shirt and longjohns and gets some coffee.
morgan turns from carter to foxbane, aghast, and hisses, “where are his clothes he is INDECENT”
and foxbane just sighs and says, “yyyyeah, he’s just…………like that”