They will sit in silence for a very long, uncomfortable duration. Looking straight ahead but hyper aware of each other on the periphery.

He’s lied, poorly, and they both know. Refusing to talk about it will damage everything they have previously talked about. Telling the truth could damage his standing in the crew.

What crew, though. Stede Bonnet has assembled a social club. If it is to be something more accurate and ready to fight then Izzy will have to do it himself.

The thought plants some dangerous seeds. They spout all the same.

Finally.

“I’m the third captain.”