There's no surprise apparent in him at all as he saunters towards them, drawling to Will,
"She's not told you. Well, you'll have loads to talk about while you're here."
Without waiting for an answer, he turns on Tia Dalma.
"And as for you--"
Her smile, however, is as knowing and wicked as his as she purrs,
"Now... don' tell me you di'n't enjoy it at the time, hmm?"
Jack grins. "Fair enough. All right, you're in."
He starts walking along the line of those assembled, counting each of them off as he goes.
"Gibbs, you can come, and you, Wellard. Marty, aye." He gives Ragetti a narrow look and shakes his head. "Don't need you, you scare me." Jack makes a dismissive noise at Pintel, then nods at Cotton.
"Mr. Cotton." A beat. "Mr. Cotton's parrot, I'm a little iffy, but at least I'll have someone to talk to."
He eyes Tonks with surprise, taking in her relative position to Elizabeth, and then turns to the rest of the gathered crew.
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"Oh."
There's no surprise apparent in him at all as he saunters towards them, drawling to Will,
"She's not told you. Well, you'll have loads to talk about while you're here."
Without waiting for an answer, he turns on Tia Dalma.
"And as for you--"
Her smile, however, is as knowing and wicked as his as she purrs,
"Now... don' tell me you di'n't enjoy it at the time, hmm?"
Jack grins. "Fair enough. All right, you're in."
He starts walking along the line of those assembled, counting each of them off as he goes.
"Gibbs, you can come, and you, Wellard. Marty, aye." He gives Ragetti a narrow look and shakes his head. "Don't need you, you scare me." Jack makes a dismissive noise at Pintel, then nods at Cotton.
"Mr. Cotton." A beat. "Mr. Cotton's parrot, I'm a little iffy, but at least I'll have someone to talk to."
He eyes Tonks with surprise, taking in her relative position to Elizabeth, and then turns to the rest of the gathered crew.
"Who're you?"