I wouldn't pretend to know you after only such a short time. But I know myself.

[Many people - Eleanor included - underestimated Charles throughout his life. Thought him weak, thought him dim, thought him easy to manipulate. But none of it was true. He was excellent at what he applied himself to, and it rendered him dangerous. Eleanor, Flint, even Jack! Made the mistake of not believing so, of trying to twist him, play him, use him. They'd all regretted it, one way or another.]

Terms are simple - you follow my command, and you get a share of every prize we get, equal as the rest of the crew. On board, my word is everything, and my men know it. I'll make sure none of them try anything with you, but you also need to know that you might have to fend for yourself. Make yourself indispensable to them, and you'll have their loyalty.

[Holding himself up to be able to lean closer, Charles put a hand close to his wound, keeping his face straight.]

Cross me, and you end up like the man who did this to me. Help me, and you can become a rich woman, feared across the land.