Jacoda gets a gleeful look at what Diego tells the crew members he would let him do if they didn't listen. He cracks his knuckles and looks impishly at them. Looking sad that he didn't get to shoot someone out of a canon. An act of course but it spurred them to tie themselves to the ship faster. He looks to Diego. Nodding his head. "Yes yes. So you say. They still don't listen to me because they are sister dearest. I doubt they would listen to me even if I actually shot one of them in the foot or something." He sighs. "Nobody takes me seriously just because I have major eccentricity." He says softly. He huffed a bit. Shaking his head and ties himself to where the wheel was held. He looked at Diego. Watching him. Not at all bothered by the song which usually pissed the sirens off. He had such loopy thinking that he could talk his mind into so many circles the power of their singing got lost somewhere along the way. His tying himself to the mast was for looks only.<br/><br/>He looks at Diego as the singing got intense. Watching his brother start to get drawn away. "Alrighty then." he says. Saluting his older brother. He detyes himself from the ship and stood tall. Taking over the wheel. Watching a few of the men dangling off the side of the ship as they had tried to jump overboard. "That will be rather interesting. Lets just hope the bird women don't join in on the games the she fishes are doing." he mutters. Steering the ship skillfully away from rocks and begins to sing a pirates life for me. Then sings hoist the colours. Having a grand old time keeping himself distracted and found himself wondering how sister dearest was doing in the cargo hold. "Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. Speaking of which if I wasn't currently steering I would love some rum." He rummages in his pocket. "Aha!" He says. Pulling the bottle out and starts drinking it.