[He had suspected to be right, but Barbossa had to blink upon hearing it confirmed.]

...Blimey. Old Jack be 'ere then as well. Ill winds blow for the both of us everywhere we go, don't they?

[Both the surprise and the irritation were clear in the pirate's voice as he said it, and then quickly went to take another drink - a rather big one, too. Gosh, with what had been going on and what he just learned, he really needed it.

A pause followed after he put the rum down, sighing deeply as he looked at Buffy again.]

I suppose that he is... rather entertained by the situation. Provdin' amusement for the folks too, perhaps. If anybody could cower their way out of a place like this, however, it'd most certainly be him.

[Which was why it was surprising to him that Jack hadn't managed to find a way off here by now. The scalawag was full of surprises.]