[Barbossa mostly ignored Grell's comment if not for his slight cringing. Both from the sharklike teeth and what she said. Just what was she, really?...

What he cared more though was getting back to his ship and crew, such details not particularly important, certainly not more so that sailing away from wherever he was now.]

I hail from Tortuga - it is where me ship docked last before I woke up in this peculiar place... without me hat or ship.

[The distaste in his voice was not difficult to pick up on.]

It would appear as if some wretched folk robbed me of everything and left me with this.

[He looked at the journal in his hands with equal disdain.]