Does tropical print come in black? If so then maybe. But you sir are the most likely candidate to make that happen.

Now. Izzy has a choice to make and he isn't sure which way to go. Guilt hangs heavy on his shoulders but also it was Ed's own fucking fault for flubbing the tedious, careful pardon he had managed to wrangle, pulling on every last string he had to the navy and his service in a life before it started new with the man beside him. It was a beautiful negotiation. Fucking beautiful. And Edward threw it all away because he refused to do the right thing.

A man has limits.

He isn't sure he wants to bring that up right now with Edward being so nice to him. He just wants things to go back to the way they were and this new set of challenges won't be helped by Izzy making the declaration that he is now, in fact, a captain.

"It's all a bit fuzzy if I'm honest. Gunpowder in the eye'll do that."

A beat. Was that petty? Maybe. That's just the sort he is. He's still stinging from the whole thing to be honest. He looks over and notices that Ed is very purposefully not looking at him.

"What about you? What do you remember?"