When he isn't scolded for his antics, Ed knows Izzy must genuinely be exhausted from tearing hell around the place. Almost makes him feel a little bad, even though it's not like he knew he was being looked for.
He reaches over and pats Izzy on the knee.
Things are about to get fucking complicated in more ways than anticipated, he knows. And he and Lucius will have their hands full trying to keep Stede and Izzy from repeatedly murdering, or attempting to murder, one another on a daily basis--or at least from starting fights. The ship isn't big enough for the both of them. It's like trying to cage Clarke and Darcy and the rest of the teenagers together.
Actually...now there's an idea. God-fucking-damn, he can't wait for them to meet Izzy. How he'd like to be a fly on that wall.
"You have no idea." What, exactly, did Lucius tell Izzy, he wonders, given how much, uh, interpersonal information Lucius is aware of. "Take it he told you about the Captain, and the islands, and Stede's crew?"
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He reaches over and pats Izzy on the knee.
Things are about to get fucking complicated in more ways than anticipated, he knows. And he and Lucius will have their hands full trying to keep Stede and Izzy from repeatedly murdering, or attempting to murder, one another on a daily basis--or at least from starting fights. The ship isn't big enough for the both of them. It's like trying to cage Clarke and Darcy and the rest of the teenagers together.
Actually...now there's an idea. God-fucking-damn, he can't wait for them to meet Izzy. How he'd like to be a fly on that wall.
"You have no idea." What, exactly, did Lucius tell Izzy, he wonders, given how much, uh, interpersonal information Lucius is aware of. "Take it he told you about the Captain, and the islands, and Stede's crew?"