Yoko was always the defient one. He was his father's son. He spit and hit the bastard who beat him. Biding his time until the bastard who beat and abused him in every way but sexually turned his back. That is when he murdering bastard gave chase...when he took the opening to escape his clutches. He remembered little about himself from before the Royal Navy man kidnapped him and killed his mother. He growls more as the man started striding towards him. Backing up until his back contacted with the wall behind him. He looks at him. Narrowing his eyes defiently. "Technically...I'm only stuck if I don't know how to swim." he spats back in a firey tempered tone. He glares at him more. "Yoko. And none of your damn business but the port you moron." he snaps sharply and sassily. He growls and when the guy leaned over him he punched him in the face hard. Ditching the over sized coat and cloak as he rolled sideways and bolted towards the exit.