He sneered and lowered his sword, practically defeated by the name alone. "Goddamn son of a bacchae..." He grumbled to himself as he stepped back from Rinoa, as any death under his name would be a bad idea. Although nobody seemed to care that he was the once ruler of the dead at sea and the mighty Kraken, he was sure they would remember quickly if one of Jack's darlings were to be unfortunately cut or tipped off the ledge of a building.
"It be on his name alone you live." It was almost a curse, of sorts, as if damning her to live forever in the shadow of that unimaginably lucky pirate. didn't he still own Jack? He didn't care anymore. He but away his sword and began to hobble back towards the door, cursing furiously (and very lowly) to himself over Jack now sending his ladies to reside at the Hyperion.