Elizabeth had been... somewhere. Tending to something, really. She wasn't quite sure where Will was, but she did see Jack up there at the wheel and so that's where she headed. Before she said anything of value, she handed the bottle of rum out towards him, with it only about half full, "Might want some of this before I drink it all." she finally stated.
It was nice to be back home, even if she'd almost sort of been accustomed to the other place, the more modern version. But this was really home, and that's where she wanted to stay. "This is going to be a good day.. a very good day.." she could feel that too.