JACK
"Bold of you to assume that I can do a cartwheel," Jack drawled, smirking at the sight of himself doing such acrobatics out on the open waves (and enjoying, despite himself, the way some of the immediate members of the crew turned to double check he was still at the helm). Her thoughts, whilst entertaining, were unfortunately not something he could dwell much upon as they began to sail across the glassy expanse of black water, and the captain took a deep breath through his nose and let it out again.
"The second we get ordinary water beneath us, I'll take up your challenge," he advised about her game of cards, only to raise an eyebrow as she continued. "What a cheerful topic of conversation," he said. "Perfect for such a safe and pleasant voyage." Still, she had asked the question, and Jack shrugged his reply.
"Ghost whales," he supplied. "I've never been close enough to see one properly, and that ain't a bad thing. They say some might be large enough to eat whole ships. Mayhaps The Maw is just one big mouth of a whale."
"The second we get ordinary water beneath us, I'll take up your challenge," he advised about her game of cards, only to raise an eyebrow as she continued. "What a cheerful topic of conversation," he said. "Perfect for such a safe and pleasant voyage." Still, she had asked the question, and Jack shrugged his reply.
"Ghost whales," he supplied. "I've never been close enough to see one properly, and that ain't a bad thing. They say some might be large enough to eat whole ships. Mayhaps The Maw is just one big mouth of a whale."
