<span style="color: #0000FF">Davy Jones watched this newcomer carefully. An offer to walk on land was tempting, but at what price? Go figure, obedience. He keeps his face still until she crashing his son's wedding. His son's wedding? The  sea witch is correct with the assumption that he didn't know he had fathered a child by the goddess. His shocked expression gives it away to her that she's right. Walk on land again, even if it is one time. Sail farther, see different shorelines besides that of Africa. And his son. He would get to meet his own flesh and blood, as she had put it. Right about then, he wasn't thinking about what Calypso had told the boy about him or what his son, Mystic, might think of him as well.  "When is the wedding? It will take a bit to sail from Africa to Japan," he asks in a gravelly timber. Saying yes without saying yes.</span>