"Agreed," she says, smiling charmingly. In other circumstances, she might be interested in what treasures these people have, but when her ship is in need everything else becomes unimportant. Besides, she prefers to plunder royal navies and leave ordinary people in peace. What's more, she can't deny herself the excitement of this wholly different culture, of the language whose syllables flow in such intriguing patterns.

"An Englishwoman? She's a long way from home. Is everyone else on the island V'tosh?" As she speaks the word she carefully tries to imitate his pronunciation.

"Yes, there are a lot of us, though I'd like to think that my people are only those who stand at my side." It's difficult for her to claim association with countries who have royal navies that treat their sailors so horribly. Impressment disgusts her, and she's never engaged in the common pirate practice of forcing people to join her crew. Everyone there is there by choice.