He could certainly deal with his tavern-away-from-home being the place to go - why not give the denizens here a safe spot to drink in, that wasn't crawling with disease? And they'd learn a little too. About pubs and taverns of days long since passed. Until the town decided to do something like squash the building, because they couldn't have nice things for very long. But he'd take what he could get.
"The pirate's way involves, ah - " Well, he couldn't exactly go into detail in front of a lady, it was sort of rude. However, Killian could still give her an inkling. "We'll just meet halfway."
Oop! Then he ducked his head and planted a smacking smooch on her - probably a bit pink and stinging because of his facial scruff, but it was just a little sample of the pirate's way. Everything was rough and tumble, when you were a scallywag.