[While Spock gave his suggestion, Barbossa was in the middle of putting the hat on his head, spending a few seconds to adjust it properly, making sure he wore it the way he wanted, with the feather a bit to the right side of the hem. It was only then when he looked Spock's way and slightly nodded.]

...Aye. I can't help but wonder, though, have these Malnosso folk graced us with a food store, as well, hmm? I find myself starvin' for an apple or two, ye see. A lengthy walk in the woods can do that to ye.

[And perhaps he could follow it up with some rum in some kind of bar - if there was one, and if there was even any rum to begin with. The gods, did he need to collect his thoughts and rest for a bit after all this shock.]