Silver shakes his head, as if the entire thing was prepostrous. While he understands it's not, it seems far out of reach for him. In a world where someone cared enough about that...

Something Benedict says earlier, it still eats at him. 'It might ruin a man entirely here.' That's what happened to Flint, hadn't it? His entire life in flames because he loved someone not of his status, that he fought and the world tore them apart, so much so that an entire island think that Long John Silver is responsible for the death of one of the best pirates in the colonies.

"I never understood wanting to be a part of a world in which you're not free." His voice is soft, contemplative.