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"Bum fuckin lead then," she chides. She hasn't seen Jack in person for months, despite being haunted by his ghost almost daily. Here one moment and gone the next is the only way Anne's ever known Jack to be, but to hear Ed tell it, he isn't always. Anne feels her lip lifting in a sneer and turns to hide it from Ed, jealous of a tenderness she little received and unwilling to accept gloating or worse, pity for it.

All the same, Anne nods decisively, crossing her arms in front of her chest and leaning against the rail as she does so. "E'en so. My money's on that shithole in the Caymans he were always so keen on--the one that sold 'im out the last time. He's shite at keepin away from cheap, pretty things." What that makes Anne, to be once cherished and now avoided, she'd rather not think too hard about. And she has no intention of otherwise finding out: Ed can only think she'll meet Jack well if he's braindead or otherwise uninformed. The fast-forming plan currently in mind ends with Anne cutting the fucker's dick clean off and serving it back to him raw for dinner, but even that feels too friendly after all he's done and put her through.

"When d'we sail out?"

ᒥ☠ᒧ—        She speaks, but he keeps his eyes out on the sea. He does, however, smile some hearing that she'd agree to it. Even after their not so pleasant meeting. "Andy Cormac," He repeats after her, making sure he remembers the alias well. To keep her safe from Hornigold's terribly vicious wrath, and himself, it was important.

As for Jack's possible whereabouts, finding each she says a place to check. How they were to convince his Captain of taking course for those places? Edward had a few ideas, clever tricks he could pull, to get Hornigold to be his ride unknowingly. The man was so blasted out on drugs, it wouldn't be hard.

"I wish I knew...He didn't tell me shit, he was just...There one day, gone the next." No note, no goodbye, no invitation for Edward to come along. He should resent the man, but something about the bugger was just too damn charming. Edward would rather find him, get an explanation or maybe continue where Jack had left things. Ed wasn't one to let go, not without a fight, not even when that was the best choice.

"The only lead I had was, well, you."