Jack believed that the compass pointed him toward her, like it had once pointed him toward Tia and her swamp full of answers. Like it had once pointed Elizabeth toward the chest Will.
It was doing what it did. That's how this worked.
He smiled in answer. "S'at right? Well. When you 'appened upon me, then." He tilted his head toward her, very slightly. "Did this place move your quarter, that it? And."
The smile grew. It was a disarming smile. They usually were.
"'ave you thought about seeing The Pearl?"
They'd discussed it. He couldn't guarantee the ship hadn't moved. But he knew where she was, right now.