To him. Not to you. Never to Ed, only to the great and terrible Blackbeard, who Izzy serves and Stede aspires to be like and Ed sometimes is.
Ed's been grappling with an answer to the question of his adoration of Stede for a long while now, and with every conversation--with Stede, with Lucius, with Watson, and now with, of all people, Israel Hands... he feels like he might be closer to the answer. But he still doesn't have it, and even if he did, he's not sure it would acceptable to Izzy.
He could get petulant--You don't get to tell me who I like. He could get commanding and tell Izzy that it's not his place to question his captain (even if that's...sort of exactly his role). He could admit something he's not sure he should put into words.
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Ed's been grappling with an answer to the question of his adoration of Stede for a long while now, and with every conversation--with Stede, with Lucius, with Watson, and now with, of all people, Israel Hands... he feels like he might be closer to the answer. But he still doesn't have it, and even if he did, he's not sure it would acceptable to Izzy.
He could get petulant--You don't get to tell me who I like. He could get commanding and tell Izzy that it's not his place to question his captain (even if that's...sort of exactly his role). He could admit something he's not sure he should put into words.
Why does it bother you, Izzy?
"I just think he's neat."