I have. [Anne Bonny is more than competent, to be true, and he'd never let any of his men discard her. She was an awful person, sure, but she could play a rapier better than most men, and she gave him respect.

Sure, she'd betrayed him, but Charles had never been truly mad about it. The men she slaughtered had been raping a woman for weeks, and he'd been gone. It was almost surprising it took so long for her to do what she did to the rest of the Ranger crew.

And then, she said she was interested. Charles smiled.]

My quartermaster can show you the ropes, what you're expected to do while we're at sea. His name's Mr. Titch. He's my best officer, and if I'm not around, his word is law on the ship. The men follow him just as loyally as they do me.

[Loyalty. That's a word Charles cherished, needed. When she mentions hers, he nods.]

You're free to do as you please off the ship, as long as it doesn't mar my, or the ship's reputation. When we're docked, everyone scatters. Some of the men even have families. You're not going to be a prisoner. You're going to be freer than you've ever been before.

[Freedom was all Charles craved at all times. He'd bow to no man, ever again.]