"And I am grateful for you're kindness good..." His eyes focused on the pirate in front of him considering the outfit, "Sir."<br/><br/>He tapped his nose and chuckled, "However two things need to be changed first, you need to know the hospitality can be improved, I have been left to my own devices down here, I have been so desperate for company I am willing to talk to myself about escape just to hear another voice." He grinned, as if notifying her that he had succeeded in his mission, "And the second my good captor, is that this is the only whiskey I managed to get aboard, now I can live without water, and I can live without food but deny me my whiskey and rum and ill rot and die faster than any man you have ever met."<br/><br/>He took another gulp of the drink before offering her the last sip, course he was polite a sip for him was a good amount, "For my last drops you willin to tell me what your crew would be wantin with an old surgeon, I doubt I can be of much use to you unless you deal with regular injury aboard this here fine vessel.<br/><br/>His hand moved around his throat, "It ain't just so you can decorate your masts I hope, cause I am still a fan o' my neck."