Ever one knew about the wolf of the sea. Hard to mistake his colorless hair. Well, James thinks to himself, at least Diego hadn't ordered him shot on sight. Still, he could walk himself to the brig with a little guidance. He grunts when the crew member drops him in the cell. It doesn't slip his attention that somewhere the boat has a slight leak. He looks up from his internal musings when Diego steps into the brig. He listens quietly for a second. Being fed to the sharks not a good option. Working as pirate not the best either but it kept him alive. "Why not just ransom me back to my family? If the navy comes across you with me on your ship they will take my word in any court of law without any consideration to yours. And besides I know nothing of sailing other than wind in the sails makes the boat move. And you  have a leak." James says all this in a level voice.