Emma smiled when he looked at the hook. "I've got nothing but time, Captain." She said sweetly. She nodded, understanding. "There are things I'd like to forget, too, but sometimes you can't." She said softly, her smiled fading as her turned to face the fire. The warmth felt great on her, considering how chilly it was outside. The smiled returned at his compliment. "Time was made to be wasted." She said slyly, glancing over at him. When he invited her to board his ship, she wanted to say no, but a completely different answer came out of her mouth when his hand touched hers.
She shivered inside at the touch, everything lighting up inside of her, she felt butterflies in her stomach. Looking down at his hand in hers, then back up at him, Emma nodded. "Um, okay." She said. She finished off her rum and stood up, placing her cloak back on her back and followed him outside. It was colder than earlier and she shivered, wrapping the brown cloak tighter around her.
They reached his ship and she noticed the name. "The Jolly Rodger? Where'd you get the name?" She asked, getting on the ship. They were the only two, so she assumed his crew was still inside drinking, probably trying to get a pretty girl to go back with them, or go somewhere with them.