"Got it in one." The phantasmal bartenders set the drinks down, and she slides Blackbeard his. "Whiskey and water, bit of sugar and bitters. Not much different than drinking straight whiskey but different enough to tell. Don't order this drink with rum, it doesn't end how you think it might."

Erin takes a sip of hers. A thoughtful sound floats from her throat. "...You mind if I ask a personal question, Captain? No deep dark secrets, just...one professional to another."