"No! That's not it at all. That was ages ago! Not that.. We got over that, didn't we? I thought. We came and rescued you from the locker. Will, Barbosa and I. We came and saved you, you have to remember. We got you from the locker. Beckett has the heart of Davy Jones. He controls the sea. The song was sung." Elizabeth templed her fingers a moment. Not looking at him, she couldn't look at him.
She was going crazy. Yes. Jack was not clean. She was dead. Yes.
Or dreaming?
Maybe?
"You know.. yo ho..haul together.. hoist the colors high.." She bit her lip.
"We got you, and, well you were mad. Everyone was mad, at me. I don't blame you. I just didn't have any choice. I didn't.. think that you'd actually die. You'd just show up and blather on about how that was the day they almost caught captain jack sparrow!" Elizabeth tugged aimlessly on the end of her hair now.
Crazy indeed.
"Don't you remember? My father was killed, we saw him in the locker." Her voice was softer now, completely serious. "And we couldn't.. save him.. And up is down.. and.. The pirate lords. Me becoming Captain? After Sao Feng was killed? And then. The Brethren court. You! YOU voted me King. I'm pirate king because of you." Elizabeth laughed at it, it was still impossible to believe.
"See, you must not be real, you don't remember any of it. And you're clean. You're never clean. Your hair is different. Your clothes are absurd. And. How can you not remember?"