Abigail eyed the pirate a bit suspiciously. It sounded more to her that speech was a bit of an afterthought, that he didn't really seem to care about her well-being but was being polite. Which begged the question, why? She was technically his prisoner. He could do whatever he wanted. Why would he apologize for their lack of manners then? Was he the type that wanted her to justify his taking her? Either way, she was used to courts and ballrooms of London. If he wanted to fence with words then she would be more than able.

Drawing herself up, she stood and looked at him. "Apology accepted," she said even though both knew it wasn't really meant. "I take it then that I can have my necklace and trinket back and be on my merry way?" She held out her palm but didn't snatch the necklace back. She didn't want to appear desperate, despite the fact she really didn't want to lose it. She had found it on the beach her first time at Port Royal. And though it was really more sentimental than anything, it meant a lot to her. 

Around her the crew chuckled at her audacity but she ignored them. The captain was in control here. No doubt he'd refuse her, using some political language or such to deny her request. She honestly didn't expect him to give it back but at the same time, if he was going to try and pretend to be a gentleman and such, she was going to force him to it. She hated charades. And surprisingly, the man reminded her more of someone she'd meet at one of the elite social gatherings back home. And that alone brought courage. She was able to handle them back then, she could do so now. Either way, what had she too lose?

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The early morning found Will with a massive headache. The town was still in a bit disarray from the pirate attack. Picking himself up, Will heard rumors that the pirates had gone all the way to the governor's mansion. Immediately he worried about Elizabeth. Was the alright? When news that she and Abigail were missing hit him, his worry increased. 

He took the route to the governor's mansion. Soldiers were there but no one else was home. The governor was still at the fort with the Commodore dealing with the mess. "Have you seen Elizabeth?" He asked on of the servants. The woman shook her head.

Inquiry after inquiry and no one knew anything. Then one boy said he had seen the two cousins head to the jail late last night. Frowning, Will headed that direction. Why would they go to the prison? He remembered the pirate and wondered briefly if she had managed to escape. The prison really hadn't been checked since the attack. Grabbing an axe on the way, he walked through the streets shaking his head at the carnage. He hated pirates. They were going to pay. He just hoped Elizabeth was alright.