[Norrington has been at this for some time, so to his eyes it seems that she may as well have teleported there. BAMF. Like that. Children. Still, he meets the sight not with a startled shrieking, but with a slight widening of the eyes and a severe raising of the eyebrows. He has seen this young lady about the house, but he has never gone out of his way to speak to her. What would he have to say to a child? No more than he would have to say to a cat.]
I am seeing about refitting this house with sails. Evidently.
[The answer is delivered so straight, he might well be telling the truth.]
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I am seeing about refitting this house with sails. Evidently.
[The answer is delivered so straight, he might well be telling the truth.]