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Carthus enters into the Galley whereupon he finds Kroop drunk. Not just a normal drunk. He's a singing drunk.
This can't end well. Carthus says under his breath.
Mr. Kroop! I'm to be your new... Kroop vomits profusely in the stew that looked like the nights meal. And passes out.
Cook's Mate. And it looks like...
Cooking
I'm cooking.
Carthus looks at the inedible sludge in front of him.
Kroop was cooking.
Looking more closely at the commonly labeled ingredients stored catastrophically around the hold he discovers that literally all of the ingredients are mislabeled. Not only that they have weevils.
Carthus vows now and forever to swear that this was all Kroops fault.
A man should always pick the smaller of two weevils.
Taking the inedible terrible remains of both disastrous attempts at cooking, and drinking, he spreads them around the floor and on Kroop.
I can't be here when this is discovered. This goes way beyond lashes. This calls for being towed behind the ship.
Carthus sneaks away into the ships stores. He grabs a bag of flour on his way in before looking around the deserted hold. This, this could be a plausible cover for the unspeakable atrocities committed in the Galley.