Aye... but what can I say, love? Handsome pirate like myself... I'm bound to invite some envy. [That's totally what happened, amiright.]
[Hisses out a little at the touch of the cloth, although ultimately its more soothing, if surprising. Slowly relaxes under her touch and inclines his head a little, sighing out.] Perhaps the burying of the hatchet doesn't apply here... he's growing restless, or something equally as unsettling.