[So to add insult to injury, they also had their powers dumbed down, apparently. Not that Barbossa had any special powers to begin with, so he didn't feel particularly weakened, which was a relief, at least. Not that he would mind actually having the ability to end the Malnosso.

He could only cringe, mostly inwardly, at the mention of 'darling' again. A part of this person next to him surely had a few screws loose, he thought, and that was coming from a man who was dubbed insane by others himself (which was debatable). Looking her over from up close, he began having suspicious as to whether she even had the look of a woman. That definitely looked like an Adam's apple to him, for one thing....]

...That's quite the mess we're all in, miss Sutcliffe. I reckon that we'll need all capable minds aboard on this one. [Which, of course, did not necessarily include everyone in the village. However, having actually competent allies had proven useful in the past, Barbossa had to admit.]

Surely, ye have volunteered yerself already, seein' as ye seem quite regretful as to the fact that ye are not able to use yer full powers on those scalawags. [He then narrowed his eyes a bit at her as he spoke.] But whatever ye can do, ye still seem capable of... certain strange things. That peculiar weapon ye summoned out of thin air was not just show, I reckon.