Vivienne kept Abigail in her grip, with the girl's back pressed against her front, along with the silver blade being pressed at her throat, as if in a prepared position to slash her throat. With a devious smile, the pirate looked at Norrington and everyone else before her and captive. "I must thank you for warming up to me, Commodore", she recalled in a respectful albeit taunting tone. However, there was no threat in her words. She didn't wish to harm the girl, but to just prove a point. Vivienne, however, did recall something interesting about Abigail: she [i]cared[/i] about the pirate woman's fate. Interesting...

Listening, to the girl make a defense to Norrington and everyone else, Vivenne can't but feel flattered for her differing viewpoint. She was sparing her from the hangman's noose, but, who wouldn't? Everyone against piracy. That's why. But this one? How interesting... "Commodore Norrington, now if you would, please? My effects?", the brunette called back in that same tone between taunting and respecting. She needed her things, and this girl was her ticket out of a tight spot. As they were starting to pass them her things, Vivienne, now holding the girl hostage, whispered to her, so she could only hear. "Your name's Abigail, isn't it?", she asked her in curiosity.