Max is polite enough, small talk being a surprisingly strong suit with her, and Silver's content to join in on occasion. It's when they're at the inn that Silver truly feels some form of relax--maybe it's DeGroot in a heated debate with a younger member of Rackham's crew, or perhaps it's Featherstone and Mulaney in what appears to be a drinking contest, but he feels like home.

The sounds, at least, are almost like Nassau. It's missing some whores, sadly. and the heat. And the smell, although the pirates are doing a fairly good job at it. Anne is in the corner with Rackham, Anne scowling and Jack talking--a normal picture.

Silver's brow raises as Benedict asks.

"Can you handle it?" He teases.