Will's smile matched hers. It was not cruel or malicious, but he could now see the game she was playing. He recalled the way she had thrown off his father like he'd been nothing at all. Will knew it took a remarkable man to be captain to pirates, but it took an even more extraordinary woman to manage the same thing. But she might be something more than even that. She should be dead. If not by this wound than by her encounter with his predecessor.

"I've not been the captain for long, but you're the first hold out I've ever had." He tilted his head, regarding her eyes instead. "You gave me your name, but you still haven't told me who you are."