"Don't overthink it, I suppose," Nolan nodded. "See what happens tomorrow, is your thought? I suppose I can get behind that, just as I can get behind killing Blackbeard. Thoughts for another day, mm? Curses uttered by hot-blooded men. For now, we have a ship to catch."
"If he's left, I will put an arrow through his neck," Beth said from the rear. From the tone of her voice, she meant it too.
"Ah, that's assuming he's taken the same route back, so we can actually catch sight of him," Nolan said.
"If he has, my arrow will do the talking," Swallow said, his voice silky soft.
