"I can see that now, yeah," a bit glib as annoyance runs through him in parallel with his next steps.

He gives the man a once over. It's not a bad stop to be stabbed if you're going to be run through. Actually quite a poor aim on is part. Nothing vital was hit at all there on the far side. Probably. He has very little understanding of internal physiology.

Is there a doctor I can take you to, any sane person would ask.

"I'm looking for someone," he say instead. "His name is Edward. Long hair, goes by Blackbeard. Have you seen him? Hangs about with a dandy fop called Stede Bonnet."