He was still admiring her when she spoke and he looked her over, from her chained legs to where her head lay near the edge of the ship. He wondered if this was a ploy to escape, but the colour in her face told him otherwise... He reached down and released the bolts that held the chains to the deck rather than release her ankles. He wrapped the chain around one hand tightly ensuring she would not have the leverage to escape.<br/><br/>As he waited for her to do what she needed to he ran a finger lightly over the tattoo on her arm. He had seen many tattoos amongst the pirates, and he had even considered getting one himself at one point. This one was impressive, intricate and meticulous in the details... "What does it mean...?" he asked, poking her in the arm, hovering on one knee next to her...<br/>