I'd tell them put me back in it

JACK

"Somethin' resemblin' the life I had before, not somethin' identical. Just because I ain't playin' footsie with Torchline's queen doesn't mean your government is free of me, Flora, an' we both know it," Jack drawls, and now it's his turn to shoot her a sweet smile. There are corrupt soldiers, crooked merchants and messengers more than willing to be paid off that will accomplish just as much as a whispered request in a queen's ear; it just takes a little more hard work, and Jack has never been afraid of that.

Still, he's willing to humour her if only for a little time to kill, to test that strategist's mind she's convinced he gave her. "Go on then, what does me not hobblin' myself look like? Wow me, your grace," he mumbles around the cigarette he produces and places between his lips. "An' I ain't her boyfriend, for the record, I'm her captain. She hates you the way water hates fire."

Drawing deep on his cigarette and shrugging away her offer of a bet, Jack exhales a ring of smoke into the air and settles back to listen to her thoughts - which, whilst interesting yes, and in a way that he doesn't let leak into his expression - still isn't anything he couldn't learn directly from the Blackfox. "Well? I'm still here ain't I?"

it's not your fault that you're always wrong
the weak ones are there to justify the strong

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!