Jack_Sparrow & Snegir | Character dialogue

Snegir

Have you ever noticed how the way a storm curls around a harbor looks a lot like the twists of a pirate’s map, all those little loops and turns that hide the treasure?

Jack_Sparrow

Ah, the storm’s a map, eh? Even the seas whisper where the gold lies, just keep your compass steady and your eyes on the horizon.

Snegir

Yes, the wind writes its own map in the salt air, but remember that a true compass points inward, not just toward gold. Keep quiet when the sea sings, and you’ll hear its true treasure.

Jack_Sparrow

You speak like a bard of the brine, eh? If the sea’s got a secret, just don’t be the one to ask it—let the waves spill the tale while you chart a course to the next adventure.

Snegir

I’ll let the waves keep their secret, and I’ll only listen when the gulls echo the silence.

Jack_Sparrow

Fine, then. When those gulls start the chorus, I'll be there with a bottle and a grin, ready to chase whatever quiet gold they whisper.

Snegir

Then let the gulls sing; I'll note the echo that lies between the waves.

Jack_Sparrow

Sure thing, mate. Just remember to keep your eyes on the horizon, and your tongue ready for a little rum‑spiced wit. We'll be listening for that silent song.

Snegir

I’ll keep my gaze steady, and let silence answer louder than any rum.