Sheyan nodded earnestly and answered.
"Aye, I’ve already revealed my intentions to Mr Gibbs. It will be better for him to explain to you."
"Gibbs?" Jack Sparrow glanced towards his old mate, who was presently dealing with a mug of golden rum. Brimming with displeasure, Captain Jack snatched the mug from Joshamee’s hand and gulped down several mouthfuls.
Then, he earnestly inquired.
"You ought to distance yourself from rum. Thus, it is mine now. Joshamee, it is time for you to inform me of Seaman Yan’s intentions."
Hiccupping from the rum, Joshamee glared angrily and chided.
"Return the rum to me! Aye alright, just leave a sliver for me. Seaman’s story goes like this. That time when he got cursed…."
After Joshamee concluded his long-winded story, Jack Sparrow chuckled gently.
"So this means you wish to deal with my beloved, the Black Pearl."
Sheyan replied insipidly.
"Speaking in current context, it is already a beloved who is moaning mellowly on another’s bed."