Oh how Jax really wanted to just break out into a wide grin. Oh he did. And he fought it. What was with this day that he was going against the things he felt? Sort of swimming against his current. First with the whole sleepless Night Blooms and the real flower that he chased away and now with the masquerade of the brown sugar sea witch and her boys. 

Her boys. The old man from the carriage stepped into things and he was the reason Jax longed to grin. Right to Tante Tonia Ms Greene. His mouth fought it even as his eyes danced a bit. He was not the master of disguise as this woman was. But he let the corners of his mouth rise in the direction of the black booted insincere Commander toy she was playing with. Ha! He said without moving his mouth to a smile at all. He steadied his feet, let his eyes raise to tease the Soldier Man. Before he could be sure or respond Jax moved past him and closer to the carriage. 

“How kind ya are Sir.” Jax said with a sea sound drip. Jax stood and patted his stomach in an exaggerated fashion, hard and slim as it was, “Take note that I will not crush nothin’ except the lad that thinks to climb uninvited onta my ship. You read me right, kind Sir.” Jax took a second look to Ms Greene making sure not to wink even though he wanted to. “I be a man of the sea. Have been since I was spit in my Mama’s kiss. Will be until the salt takes all my waters. You are wise to so easily know such things.”

Having answered the Tante Tonia’s Oncle, he twisted his head to look back to her again. “Wherever?” He asked with a question that he was sure he wanted to hang like the edge of a wave before it crashed. “I will not crush your fine attire, I swear by my lover the moon.” Oh how he wanted to smile. “But my night was filled with such tension I would gladly accept. I have had no sleep and gladly accept a seat in your fine carriage and beside you.” He shot the Commander a quick look and a very tiny grin. 

“That is if the esteemed Commander would not feel to..” He paused, just a white foam of a smile at the tip of the wave, “put out upon.” He turned back to the elder man, “Won’t want no one in them fancy boots thinking I stepped where I shouldn’t. Or sat for that matter.” 

“But,” Jax took hold the carriage door and turned back to Ms Greene, “After you M’Lady. As injured as I am I still gots manners.” He bowed hiding his face because he was enjoying this too much. With his head down he offered his hand to help her back up into her seat. “Donna worry,” he spoke very softly, “my whereever is not far.”