Silja didn't mind that kind of work at all: "Sure..."
She'd make sure to introduce herself properly once these potatoes were where they were meant to be... and maybe start a small conversation to the halfling after that. The people you found on the lower decks usually told her more than those of rank, and if she was lucky, this one wasn't new to the ship...

"Hoher Sinn liegt oft im kindischen Spiel." (Friedrich Schiller)