And he just made a noise in the back of his throat, to all of that. He wasn't here to make friends or play with the niceties or any of that. No. Here, he had long ago realized, the point of the game was to survive.

But at the same time, he was highly amused at the boy's contriteness (and he was nothing but a boy, the way he reacted proved that fully and completely).

"Well. If you had perhaps asked the question rather than assuming, you might have a better answer." Because he was such a stickler for those loopholes in things, after all. "But as long as we're pretending to be polite, aye. I'm a pirate. After all, I doubt you're going to find the hangman down here. And if you do...Well. Dying happens, doesn't it."