[ As this confetti rains down upon Jack's head, his face is completely emotionless. He stares at this kid, not even the slightest bit impressed with his display of magic. He stares at him for another few seconds before heaving a sigh.
If it were anyone else, Jack wouldn't bother answering at all, he just move on with the rest of his night. After all, everyone in Tortuga is desperate for another pretty penny, for another drop of rum, for another night with a whore. But this isn't an able-bodied sailor. It's a child, desperate and determined. Not to mention Jack himself is tired -- it has been a long day and a long fight against Davy Jones himself, and the day still not over.
He supposes, just this once, he can afford to be helpful. ]
Look, lad, [ he says as he takes off his hat and brushing off all the confetti from it. ] You been to one of the taverns yet?
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If it were anyone else, Jack wouldn't bother answering at all, he just move on with the rest of his night. After all, everyone in Tortuga is desperate for another pretty penny, for another drop of rum, for another night with a whore. But this isn't an able-bodied sailor. It's a child, desperate and determined. Not to mention Jack himself is tired -- it has been a long day and a long fight against Davy Jones himself, and the day still not over.
He supposes, just this once, he can afford to be helpful. ]
Look, lad, [ he says as he takes off his hat and brushing off all the confetti from it. ] You been to one of the taverns yet?