The look on his face softened a little, but he only nodded slightly in response, before leaning to reach for his tea and take another sip. He needed a moment to sit with all of that. Of what Ed had done to his crew, his things, himself out of pain. Out of the hurt he felt because of what Stede had done.
But at the same time, the words he'd stated so matter-of-factly of Stede having his heart echoed in his mind. It made his own heart swell a little, even if it was bittersweet.
"I suppose pain can make a man do things they would otherwise not."
Or at least Stede liked to think Ed wouldn't normally do that, not anymore, at least. But Izzy had gotten into his head. He grimaced and took another sip of tea. "And perhaps I'll run Mr. Hands through myself if I see him again."