Ark just left the shirt open for the moment. "The good thing about this birthmark...it can be mistaken for a tattoo. It isn't. It is a birthmark that I have had since I was just a baby." He says. Looking at her. "Tattoos are ink on the flesh. This is flesh on the body beneath." He says simply. Shutting his shirt a moment later. Chuckling a bit. "I liked Jack Sparrow. I met him a few times on mother's ship. He always was an odd one but always so much smarter than those who didn't seem odd." He shakes his head. "Jack Sparrow was a good friend of my mother's. She never told me why. Just that I should think of him as "Uncle Jack". She never explained why." He shrugs a bit. Looking at her and blinked a bit. "My mother was too. I heard her tell my father that. I just don't remember how or why or where from." He shrugs a bit. "Knowing Jack Sparrow...he is going to be alive. He is a hard man of the sea to kill. Many have tried or so I've heard." He chuckles a bit. "Jack Sparrow is rather hated by the navy. Which is why I always rooted for him and any other pirate that the navy hated. The navy bastards pretend to be good guys. They are worse criminals than pirates. Pirates have morals...they pretend to." He shakes his head a bit.<br/><br/>Looking at her and grinned a bit. "Makes this new adventure that much more fun." He says with a laugh. Then confusion. "Davy Jones no longer has control of the Flying Dutchman. Will Turner does. So any deal with Davy Jones is automatically null and void. Didn't you know that?" He asks in confusion. "Davy Jones is but a ghost now." He looks at her. "Cheer up. You'll find someone twice as good a man as your ex was. You'll find someone who knows how to treat you right and won't stray or lose interest. Your a strong woman Jane Sparrow. You deserve better than this man stupid enough to leave a natural beauty such as yourself." He turns his gaze away. "I'm sure we'll meet a few people in the Mystic Isles." He says. Looking back at her. Nodding his head. "I'll guard your secrets well." He frowns as he catches the guy who talked to him earlier. Seeing the stupified look he merely smirks at him before adverting his gaze.<br/><br/>He listened and watched the scenes that unfolded. Watching the Gulf of the Krakken arrive. "I can help with this." He says. Reaching into his pouch. Pulling out a strange looking instrument. It was shaped like a squid.(see image) "I will help you with another heirloom of my mother's. This is the squicarina. Mother told me she would, again, tell me the secret of how she came to possess this instrument when I was older. I just know she had me play it everytime we passed through here. It soothed the beast...so to speak." He puts it to his lips and starts to play. (see youtube link and imagine it playing nonstop while they go through the area.)<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/Decorated%20images/SquidOcarina.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><object height="360" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jayd7eYYUoU"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><embed height="360" src="https://www.youtube.com/v/Jayd7eYYUoU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" wmode="transparent"/></object>