{ Heart Of Everything Starters }

“And who is accountable for that, I wonder?” Jack’s tone held nothing more than incredulous contempt for this. “We had a good thing, you and I – that it has amounted to this hardly rests on my shoulders, mate.” 

Tossing the soaking man a towel, Jack considered his options here. There wasn’t a single party on this ship who was particularly friendly with their impromptu passenger – Jack included. While he wasn’t particularly keen on protecting the man, letting the crew at him was the sort of villainy that went beyond the pale by his estimation. The brig might serve, though that didn’t sit quite well either.

“You’ll not be leaving the cabin then,” He was thinking out loud, mostly. “Less you want to be facing the demons you’ve made – in which case,” He made a shooing motion with his hands, as if to say, off you go then, have fun. Straightening, his tone fell stern, “I find anything out of place, I’ll have you clean the bilges, you hear?” Heavens knew that would please the crew just fine, after all. He’d rather play out of sight, out of mind until they made port though, if he could manage it.