Slowly Callum opened the cell door, turning to close it as quietly as he could muster. Just entering the room made his face ignite and not in an especially great manner. He had to get over it though. So swallowing some of his pride, Callum turned to face the pirate. To face Theodore. "I'm not completely sure what came over me this morning, but I want to apologize. It was most rude." With enormous effort Callum looked the man directly in the eyes. Well, eye. He reached under his arm and pulled out the stationary: clean parchment, a quill and fresh inkpot, and approached the man.

He walked a little closer than he intended. Just enough to see that his wasn't the only reddened face in the room. Somehow this made Callum feel both less comfortable and more at ease at the same time. Less comfortable that his feelings earlier had been a mere fleeting though, but more at ease to know he wasn't the only one afflicted. "Here." His voice was soft and kind. "I bought these for you on my last trip. To write or draw, your choice." Callum lit the candle on the wall, illuminating the cell ever so slightly. Giving it an almost romantic vibe. Then he saw the notebook on the table and decided to flip through it. Impressed by Theodores improvements, actually letting himself appreciate it this time. When he got to the last previously blank page he saw the pirate ship. "Is this yours?" His voice was a little shaky, almost turning to sit on the bed opting for the small bench against the wall instead.

Theodore was a criminal. He had stolen, pillaged, raped and murdered. Men, women and maybe even children. The stories around his name were boundless, a wanted man. And according to the posters still hung up in some taverns, Dead or Alive. Every country in The Arch wanted his head, which is part of what was taking the trial so long. However, despite all of this information Callum saw something in him that he couldn't deny. A gentle-spirit who wanted to return and care for his crew and live freely. Chances were that King Brandon, Callum's father, would have the pirate executed. And even if he didn't if somehow Theodore escaped or was set free, Callum knew he'd never see him again. And in that moment he wasn't sure which upset him more. His gaze changed from the picture to Theodores face, only semi-aware of the thousands of emotion dancing across his face as he waited for him to answer.