Vivienne found it amusing that he was getting curious. Good. That was where she needed him to be; to think and learn more about the image of piracy. If he so-desired to rescue the damsel-in-distress from pirates, he would have to learn the bigger picture of those said-pirates. This kind of life had its ups and downs, and one will easily get killed if they didn't know how to steer it. In basic terms, they would absolutely have no idea about the world they live in; 'n this case, piracy. 

With her gaze still on William, the pirate lifted a thin, well-groomed eyebrow at his conclusion. Wasn't he listening? "I beg your pardon, but Mister Hawkins has been committing crime and thievery [i]long[/i] before I met him", she corrected. "Ever since the death of his mother, he's been running from the law; for the many objects he had swiped to survive. However, that was when he realized that he stole from the wrong crowd; a pirate crew", there was a slow leak of sympathy in her English-accented voice. "I gave their captain a pardon to spare him, and Jim...", she paused. "...he needed a shield, so he willingly took his place; under my command", the pirate intently finished; in a way to drop the subject, and move on. For the thought on Abigail, Vivienne gave a fond nod at Will's confirmation on Abigail's fiery spirit, and she mentally agreed. [i]The girl's tough[/i], she found herself thinking. 

"That's right, love. Everyone has their own way to express inner strength. For you? I see a heroic young man, who sees the rules as a restraint, but can't bring himself to break them, unless he is willing to do so, if it means to care for those closest to him. Our little dance from earlier? That shows great courage, Mister Turner", she complimented, foretelling it in an honest way. Vivienne doesn't lie, unless it means to cover up something of great value to her. She was a good woman, despite the fact that this man didn't seem to see her that way at all. "I can imagine that your father was the same", there was no ill-will, but intrigue; interested. 

Taking the bottle of rum that was sitting next to her, she took a small swing of it, before internally rolling her eyes at his questions. "Believe me when I say it: Miss Ashe will survive. Know why? Because every pirate knows her father, Lord Peter Ashe. He made the pirate law; to have us hung at first sight. Plus, he's strong in power, so Low might use her for a piece of that power. For that, he will keep her alive, until he gets the money", she made no mention about the necklace, though. She needed it for high value, hoping to use it for a high-rise of Vane's reputation; to bring it back up, and allow Charles Vane to sail again. As she had learned, William held no business with pirates, so why involve him with it? She didn't expect him to ask her [i]that[/i] question, though. Even after he asked, all the brunette did was ponder for a good moment or two, staring at the ground, or really, the bottle in her hand. [i]I was a slave, who desired no chains to hold me down[/i], she thought of saying, but didn't. Vivienne found herself walking back to the Captain's chair, hoping to avoid the question. 

"Exactly like Jim, William", she forced herself to say in a collected voice to mask the truth. It was none of his business, anyway...