[Ahhh that was confusing in context and Marco shifts, giving Thatch a head tilt at his use of the latter word, but eventually shrugs it off.]
I don't like trying to choose, eh.
Where to go, when to bide our time...
[Another hesitation. Those weren't the words a confident captain should admit. And indeed, Marco himself would usually never admit them out loud, but how many times had he wished Thatch was here so he could ask his advice? It'd be foolish to waste it on even more fear.]
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I don't like trying to choose, eh.
Where to go, when to bide our time...
[Another hesitation. Those weren't the words a confident captain should admit. And indeed, Marco himself would usually never admit them out loud, but how many times had he wished Thatch was here so he could ask his advice? It'd be foolish to waste it on even more fear.]
We are already pirates, aren't we?