As Ed moves closer, it becomes obvious just how much of a difference in height there is between them, but Ed doesn't comment- in their line of work even smaller-bodied men can be very successful. Not every job requires a man with the muscle of a rhinoceros; frequently the smaller and quicker faired the best in a fight. Of course Ed is hoping there won't be any fighting, today.

"Edward Teach." he responds, grasping Izzy’s hand with a friendly but firm shake. "Walk with me. I'll tell you the details on the way." he mutters, giving his new acquaintance a clap on the shoulder before leading him onward.

It isn't a long trek, heading back to one of the various pubs on the island. Many of them acted as fronts while the real business was conducted in the back, and this one was no different. Ed explains that Hornigold expects several barrels of goods traded for no less than a certain price, and how the prices were always lowered when he sends other men in his place, his rival's men having less to fear from an underling. It was disrespectful, and Ed had left riled up without making the trade at all.

As they approach the business, he reminds Izzy the rule about bloodshed, warns him that such things could compromise the state of the Republic. They may need to defend themselves, use a bit of threat, but no one can die in Hornigold's name.

"This is it," he finishes, stopping before the door, "Ready?"