Maeve
His agreement is not surprising, but Maeve is appreciative of it none the less. Her smile is soft as she looks up at him, dipping her head in a quiet thanks at his words, appreciating his support as she retrieves the other fish she manages to shoot. "It's in the Fingers."" Probably why she didn't know it had been built in the first place. Not many can get in there without help, but Maeve highly doubts that Jack had anything to do with it. Not when it would affect his own trade.
"Not sure how deep in it is either, but I image it's hard to get to give that no one knew it was there." The queen huffs, preparing for another shot, tracking the shimmering body of another fish as it darts about.
"Not sure how deep in it is either, but I image it's hard to get to give that no one knew it was there." The queen huffs, preparing for another shot, tracking the shimmering body of another fish as it darts about.
Long nights, daydreams
Sugar and smoke rings, I've been a fool
But strawberries and cigarettes always taste like you
Sugar and smoke rings, I've been a fool
But strawberries and cigarettes always taste like you
