He had been lounging on a washed up log, drink in his hand as he watched his crew party around the fire. His gaze flickered towards the treeline and his eyebrows furrowed as he saw a figure. Slowly standing up, he made his way to the person walking out of the forest.

his jacket covered his lack of an arm as he leaned against a nearby tree, waiting to see if you noticed him. i thought this island was abandoned? he drawled, eyes flickering towards you