A sweet sort of ache flits across her face, and she nods, smiling to herself, her attention for the moment cast across miles of unrestricted ocean, listening as though to a far-off voice.

(if only you'll bring him back)

"Much better Captain," she repeats, and laughs before leaning over to caress Jack's face, trailing fingertips down to his chin. "An' leaving you free to wander where you will, magpie. With me, again."