Jacoda had gone to leaning against his cabin door. Playing with his pendant and didn't even notice that his ship was no longer moving. Nursing an injured heart and head was not an easy task. He was usually care free, laid back, happy go lucky and easy going. Right now all he felt was hurt and pain. She hit pretty damn hard for a girl. He didn't really want to talk to anybody. Fiddling with his pendant a bit more. He heard Cecelia's voice and wondered what the hell did she want. He heard his men muttering and heard a growl escape his lips. That quickly silenced their mutterings. His first mate rushed over and poked him. "What do ya want Henry?" He asks.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Henry looks at him. "A beautiful sea maiden is asking to speak with ye. Nay telling us she wishes to speak with ye." he says. Looking at him. "I believe it is your new wife."</span>Jacoda sighed and stood up. Putting on an icy mask that barely hid the pain and hurt he was still feeling. He walked over to the edge of the ship where she was floating on a wave. Had he not been upset he would have been highly fascinated and going in circles about how she did that and what it was like to be able to do that. The sea around them was slightly turbulant even though it was a clear and beautiful day. "What do you want?" He asks in a tone that was not harsh just painfilled. "I was only doing what I was told I was supposed to do. So why did you hit me? I thought we became friends."