"Hope it doesn't come to that, but I'd like to see what you've got up your sleeve."

Well, Ed's still going to trust him only about as far as he can throw him, but the kid has a point. Even if Ed has seen plenty of mutinies where unfettered access wasn't a deterrent, he'll cautiously hope the kid isn't going to hurt Stede or...any of the familiar faces who sleep in here, apparently.

What, did Stede just request half his crew in his cabin, or what?

"And don't you forget it." Not much as far as threats go, but yeah. He knows where you sleep, Ayato.

Ed kind of gives an awkward sort of nod, the closest he comes to a bow outside of mocking, and commits the name to memory this time. He's not sure exactly where such a name originates from, but it sounds very far away.

"Can call me Blackbeard. Or, I don't know--just Ed's fine." He goes to hook his thumbs in a belt that is definitely not there right now, and settles for his hands on his hips and a look around the cabin, settling finally on the floor. There wasn't...actually a plan past check in on Stede and Ed is regrettably not particularly great for quiet small talk--life of the party? Sure. One on one...uh. What the hell would Stede say?

"You fellas having fun yet?" Nailed it.