Jake was caught off guard when she hugged him. And he looks at her in surprise. "I haven't been hugged in years." he whispers. He sits back. A soft smile on his face. Tiny but a smile nonetheless. "Your arms are soft and make it so I feel like the world can do me no harm...so long as you are near." he says softly. Blushing a tiny bit. "That sounded weird didn't it?" he asks. Clearly not used to giving such compliments to a woman.<br/><br/>He looks at her. Nodding his head. "I want to kill that bastard. I want to make him suffer through agonizing pain. The pain he put mother through." he says. Looking at her. And sighs. "I know. It is fine Raquel." he says. "Just to know there is support and not judgment from someone...makes a world of difference to me." he says honestly.<br/><br/>He looks at her. "My father....?" he says questioningly. "Do you believe that ghosts can visit you in dreams Raquel?" he asks softly. Almost too quietly to hear. "I saw that man. A few times...when I was beginning to lost hope...he'd appear." he says softly. Looking at her. "You thought me and mother were dead? How did you know we were just missing?" he asks. "Please Raquel...calm down." he takes her hand in his. Unballing them gently.<br/><br/>He looks at her. "We should...but I believe what we should do first...is something different." he closes his eyes for a moment. "Yes. We do that. Get the ammunition and things. But Raquel...I need to learn how to use a weapon. Guns and swords...that sort of thing. I have no idea how to use one." he says. Blushing embarressedly. "Will you teach me Raquel. So that I can be of assisstance? So I am able to help versus be a burden?" he asks hopefully.<br/><br/>Looking thoughtful for a moment. He merely nods his head. And looks at her. "Oh. Seventeen years....that is how long it has been." he closes his eyes. "Is there some sort of pirate council? If so...I believe our first steps will be to...convene as a group. Wherever it is safe to gather as pirates. We need to take down that Navy yes...but to go in one ship against fifty is suicide." he grins. "I want to live long enough to end that Commadore." he says bluntly.