Abigail was a bit surprised. She hadn't said anything to the others about the vessel. First off, they probably wouldn't believe her. There was no reason for a ship to be over there. Elizabeth probably would but then again - when had she seen it? Right before falling several hundred yards into the cove. Yes, not the best backup. She hadn't known it was a pirate ship. In fact, until just now she hadn't even been sure the woman was tied to it. It made sense logically. How else would a pirate get here? You couldn't just sail in on a normal vessel. The fact that no one had even questioned that fact seemed odd to Abigail. She was young but not stupid. Naive yes, but highly intelligent.

She glanced at Elizabeth from the corner of her eye. Her cousin was ready for them to go. She hadn't pressed yet but Abigail knew her well enough to see that she would say something very soon. She glanced back at the pirate. Her eyes searched the older woman's face - despite the slight hardness there she could pick up traces of what she thought to be goodness. She liked to believe the best of people. And her faith that there was good in Vivienne had no doubt. 

She wondered if the woman had a plan. Of course she did. She wouldn't be lying her on the eve of death joking. Would she? If the roles were reversed, Abigail wondered how she would be. Would she face death bravely or would she break? One never really knew how they would react in adversity. Some people went their whole lives without finding out. Others at a young age. If her parents had their way, she would never know either. To some that could be bliss. Never facing anything to push you out of your comfort zone. Never having to face a trial that made you doubt the existence of good itself? To Abigail - she just hoped that her life wouldn't be boring. Monotonous. Without meaning. 

"Alright, we should go." Elizabeth moved forward. Her dark eyes flickered over Vivienne disapprovingly as she pulled her younger cousin up.

Abigail wasn't keen on it. "Elizabeth." There was a slight plea in her voice. They couldn't leave the woman her. She might have a plan but Abigail couldn't do nothing. 

The older woman had known of it. Ignoring the pirate for a second, she took her cousin by the arms and looked into her eyes. "She's a pirate, Abigail. And despite our games - they are not moral in any way. They will kill, rape, pillage and plunder without a thought. Not everyone can be saved." 

Abigail glanced toward Vivienne. Her look was apologetic mixed with worry.