Jack was had a dry smile on his face as he left the tavern, however it turned into a sour frown as he spotted the 'explorer'. He had always despised the man's being here. Was it brave to pick a direction and just walk in it? No. Bravery was holding your ground, and fighting no matter what the cost. True discipline and loyalty in the face of the enemy was what made a man, not mindlessly wandering and hoping to find something of value. And yet this man seemed to have some authority and respect? Despite the fact that he hadn't once manned a post or taken a watch. Sighing he slumped down onto a small stool outside the the tavern and waited for the scout to come forward. As he did the Red Coat greeted the man.

"Din! Get your arse in there, the merriment cannot begin until our most important man is in there." Jack spat down on the ground in front of the explorer. "Out of my sight Din, some of us have duties that are needed in the morning." With that Jack got up and slowly sauntered back to his bunk. He chose to bunk with his men and made sure not to wake the slumbering form of a few off duty men. The other off duties were drinking and the rest were working.