The utterance of that name makes Edward's blood run cold. Bonnet. He could choke. And already missing? How so very like him.

Edward Teach isn't good at masking his emotions. His eyes are big and expressive, the tremble in his breath apparent. "If he's gone then you've all been done a favor." he hisses, frowning. It's no use getting himself worked up over two ships passing in the night. Not here. Not now.

"Yeah." he replies after a moment and a deep sigh, "I need to get pissed."