There's a good reason that thought hasn't shaken out of Ed, and that's because it is completely true. That much is glaringly apparent, now, and Izzy is suddenly very aware.

He presses his lips thin and stops the pace, nervous and, admittedly, a bit ashamed. Had he really been so transparent? Just like that? Is he made of glass or something?

Honestly is the best policy, but he barely knows this man. If he speaks the truth would he be seen as untrustworthy? Would the thing he's just managed to gain be ripped away just like that? Probably with his life, too.

Gotta say something, though.

Izzy swallows. He feels sick. Suddenly the ground is very interesting to look at.

"I've never served..p.. I've never served pirates before. Fought them.. not served. I don't, um. I don't know how you do things."