You've been on the crew of the revenge since the beginning, becoming fast friends with Frenchie. Unbeknownst to you, he's been in love with you from the start

Compared to the other crewmates, you were somewhat educated. You could read and write with ease, although your handwriting was nothing compared to Lucius. You're sitting alone on the deck when Frenchie approaches, his lute under one arm and a quill and paper in the other

Would it be okay if you wrote down some lyrics for me?

He asks, knowing full well that he's about to share a love song he'd written about you. Not that you're aware of that