[ some pirates are untrustworthy, even in their own circles. it's not exactly a job that attracts upstanding people, even if most of them do have some semblance of honor and loyalty. there are those that would tamper with a woman's drink, or anyone's drink for that matter, though they'd be more likely to rob the person blind than tie them to train tracks- if train tracks existed in his time. she's right to be cautious. she's actually one of the few people here to treat him as a potential threat, rather than some kind of romantic hero come to life.

it makes him like her all the more. he drops the theatrics, revealing a sharp look and a sly grin. ]

Here's to clever lasses.

[ he clinks his glass against hers and throws his back, downing the contents in one go. as he sets his glass down, he makes the sound of a man coming up for air and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. ]

As I thought, a fair deal sweeter than the kind back home.

[ he rotates is glass on the table, his eyes meeting hers. it goes without saying, now, but he says it anyway- ]

Hang me for a cur if I'd ever wish a woman such as yourself any harm. [ he winks. ] Unless she wish it upon me first.