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A brief frown crossed his lips as he saw her exit the captains' quarters. He had thought it had been too quiet on the deck. This would explain that at least. As she spoke to him his demeanor shifted to one of pleasant surprise despite her questioning jab. A slight mock bow with his arms gesturing outward slightly.

“Why my royal highness. You know old Ishaan is always tending to his duties.”

A toothy grin crossed his lips as he ran a hand through his unkept beard. He turned his head slightly to look out at the busy working crew. Noticing Edric working hard as usual tending to the sails, a slight smile crossed Ishaan's face as he pointed towards him and stopped himself as his eyes drifted downward to a young crew member that was sound asleep sitting on a barrel.

Ishaan forced a cough as he looked guilitily towards Anne like this sleeping crew member was somehow his fault. Reaching into the neck of his shirt he pulled out a half eaten apple and with somewhat decent percision nailed the sleeper in the forehead rousing them from their slumber as they yelped and rubbed their forehead.

Ishaan took a few steps towards him with his hand outstreched a smile on his face though it did not reach his eyes. 

“Ahhhhh Mr. Summers. Forgive an old man. Me grip isn't what it used to be. Bring me my apple please.”

Summers looked towards the half eaten apple and cleared his throat as he leaned down and quickly brought the apple to Ishaan. Thinking if all he got was hit in the head by an apple he was getting off pretty good. As he almost placed the apple in the old man's hand, he was shocked as Ishaan hand moved deftly with a speed that did not fit the old man and moved around his hand clamping on his wrist like a vice and yanking the young man until he could feel the roughness of the white beard raking against his cheek. 

Ishaan whispered into the crewmates ear.

“Mr. Summers. This is the third time I have caught you sleeping.”

He could feel the young man starting to babble out a defense but Ishaan kept speaking cutting him off.

“Worse yet. You make me look foolish in front of the firstmate.  I think it wise if we go through a round of caning.”

Tears could be seen welling up in the eyes of crewmate when all of a sudden Ishaan let him go quickly grabbing his apple in the process. As he laughed and shoved the man onto his backside.

“Away with you! If I catch you sleeping again. It will be the nine-tails! Not the cane! 10 lashes!”

Turning away from the lad he donned a less serious look as he looked at Anne.

“So anyways. If you won't move tell me what Blackbeard and the captain talked about.”