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Blackbeard (saltpepperbeard) wrote in spinningcompass,

It was maybe the grin that did it, the way his nose and the corners of his eyes wrinkled up. Or the recollection of sitting on the deck of the ship, listening to Stede read about the wooden boy, seeing the way the crew had been so excited for it. "Poems. Those are...you're meant to read them out loud right?" He was fairly certain Stede had to have figured out by now that he couldn't read all that well but maybe by being able to follow along while Stede spoke the words out loud he'd be able to get better.

"Wasn't too bad." Ed murmured, though the smile could no longer be hidden behind his beard like he usually did. And anyone who knew him as well as Stede did would be able to tell that it was high praise, despite the words.

When they got to the camp Ed carefully set the bag containing Stede's books and the remnants of their dinner on the blanket they'd been sleeping on, making sure they didn't end up in the dirt. He then reached up and loosened the knot he'd tied in his hair after getting a few looks from the locals, letting it fall over his shoulders and shaking everything out, rubbing where it had pulled at his scalp. He gathered only a bit of it back up, enough to keep off his face, and re-tied it.