And how delicate would they remain if the ship brought my mother here come next jump? Or! Better yet -

[ a smile, a sweet one, the one she knows he hates. ]

The pirate who wishes himself a crocodile. Do you think he will show you delicacy?

[ no, then, they would both be lost. ]

I think, at the end of the day, delicacy is quite the odd request from the man who took away his arm and gave him his nickname. You know of how I speak.