Silver glances down at his leg--he's naked, and if Benedict wants to go, he's not going to spend 20 minutes trying to get dressed in front of him.

"Anne Bonny will be the only one saving you from entrapment," he says simply, and chuckles to himself. It's not an entire lie--she heard her bounding up the stairs while they had been fucking, a distant yell at some crew member in the distance.

"Unless you'd prefer to take your chances with Rackham's crew below on your own?" He's teasing. Mostly.