another chapter begins

So his ankle was definitely not healed yet. Any time pressure was placed upon it, a wince slashed across his face. But he couldn't not accompany Sparrow. He was Sin now and needed to be there to support his Pirate King in times of politics and unity and all that other shit that others cared way too much about. Not like Fireside was a far walk anyway, just a stone's throw north of the beach. He was able to manage and even though Modesty was due with their pups any day now, Gil had to at least make an attempt to show face. Approaching now as Sparrow called for him and the pirates, he let a lazy grin slew across his lips. Keeping his words to himself, he would wait for the next steps to unfold.

"speech"