The shift to the Commodore's attitude and stance pleases Jack. No that's a bit of an understatement. Pleases Jack immensensely fits better. This is more like them, instead of the almost hesitant coversation from earlier this morning, they are back on the ground Jack knows and loves. He pushes and Norrington reacts. Even if Norrington pushes him first -- and Jack is not beyond noticing that the use of the word was directed to garnish such a reply from him; another interesting tidbit -- he can still rise to the bait more admirally and give as good as he gets.
He hopes Norrington might come to appreciate that talent in a bit more... literal sense one of these days.
Jack's smile turns nearly feral when he hears the Commodore issue a part about a challenge. And it is a challenge in any regard. He looks up through his eyelashes at him, taking another slow bite of the fruit, even more provocative this time 'round now that he knows it draws the Commodore's attention.
"Aye," he murmurs. "But the same goes for you, mate, if I remember. Though yours seems to be more of a challenge of elusiveness than mine. Still want to try your hand at... catching me?" Jack raises his eyebrows and slides one booted foot over to Norrington's leg, slipping one toe innocently against his calf.
He pauses for a moment and then adds, "Or are you too intrigued by my... banana for such things right now? Care for a taste?" It's uttery and shamelessly blunt, not that Jack dislikes subtly, for he'll use it when it suits him. Creating horrible puns at the moment, however, is too, too fun.
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He hopes Norrington might come to appreciate that talent in a bit more... literal sense one of these days.
Jack's smile turns nearly feral when he hears the Commodore issue a part about a challenge. And it is a challenge in any regard. He looks up through his eyelashes at him, taking another slow bite of the fruit, even more provocative this time 'round now that he knows it draws the Commodore's attention.
"Aye," he murmurs. "But the same goes for you, mate, if I remember. Though yours seems to be more of a challenge of elusiveness than mine. Still want to try your hand at... catching me?" Jack raises his eyebrows and slides one booted foot over to Norrington's leg, slipping one toe innocently against his calf.
He pauses for a moment and then adds, "Or are you too intrigued by my... banana for such things right now? Care for a taste?" It's uttery and shamelessly blunt, not that Jack dislikes subtly, for he'll use it when it suits him. Creating horrible puns at the moment, however, is too, too fun.