She didn't know if she should trust him at all. Elizabeth let her fingers slide off her cutlass but still seemed quite alert. She watched him over the side for a moment as he laughed. Was he laughing -at- her?
Used to being underestimated, Elizabeth took it easily. Let him underestimate her, if what's what he was doing. if she had to prove him wrong later, then so be it.
"Jack's a threat to his own liver, Sir. But I see. If he returns I will tell him you came calling."