It earns a small snarl but Izzy won't give him the satisfaction of turning the narrative of this discourse.
"You're a pet, Lucius." Seeing as they're using first names and he's tired enough to leave his own rules for a beat.
"Blackbeard doesn't give a wild shit about Bonnet's pets," said as he moves his hand from the other man's neck to toy with the piece of tartan tied around it.
"Wearing pretty little bows like a pussycat. We don't allow pets on ships. And besides, I'm sure you're aware that we're alone. If you went missing no one would know the hows and whys. It's just one less whiny, lazy mouth to feed."
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"You're a pet, Lucius." Seeing as they're using first names and he's tired enough to leave his own rules for a beat.
"Blackbeard doesn't give a wild shit about Bonnet's pets," said as he moves his hand from the other man's neck to toy with the piece of tartan tied around it.
"Wearing pretty little bows like a pussycat. We don't allow pets on ships. And besides, I'm sure you're aware that we're alone. If you went missing no one would know the hows and whys. It's just one less whiny, lazy mouth to feed."