“She treats me with ‘bout as much respect as a crossed mother. She is temperamental today. Trapped an’ splintered two in half, leavin’ me ta find th’ wake of her wrath. She almost had a go at me, but Ah managed me escape.”
“Is she in such a distemper? You escaped wi’out a scratch though, as expected from a man o’ parts such as yourself.
I suppose settin’ for Tulum will ‘ave to wait until tomorrow. I found all o’ those key stones you set me after.”
"Ahve you now? Tat’s great ta ‘ear. Ah’m impressed with you, Kenway. Self-perseverance and ambition were always yer quality traits, But flattery won’ win points with me.” He crossed his arms.
