[London. An answer, but certainly nothing he seems willing to expand upon. Nodding, accepts it at face value. It falls in line with what she believes she knows about him, at least distantly, though it hardly confirms her current theory.

If anything, the fact that he doesn't say more makes her wonder just who did teach him, and in what circumstances. He's a man who once danced in London and now lives in Nassau among pirates. Those rough hands speak of harder work than he likely had in London.]

You dance well. [For whatever it's worth.] I haven't had as easy a time of it with other partners earlier today. Is there a secret to your skill or did it just come from practice?