James's first reaction when Jack opens the compass is to stifle a triumphant grin. It does point to him! Just as he had known it would, really, but something seems to sink inside him with relief when he sees it. But then, and this is very curious indeed, the needle spins, almost faster than he can track it, but it seems to him that it points to two of the very places to which it pointed for him; out east by northeast, to the open ocean, and then (and this is bizarre beyond belief), back west. And the only thing southwest by west in these waters is Port Royal.
His eyes flick up to Sparrow's as the pirate slams the compass shut, looking spooked. Yes, yes Jack is as thrown off by what the compass has shown as James is- moreso, he'd imagine. But what in blazes could he want in Port Royal? Commodore Norrington, of course, is no longer there, but the entire contingent of his Naval command is, all of whom have doubtless been informed that Jack Sparrow has kidnapped him. Elizabeth is back in Port Royal, but she's engaged to William Turner, and in any event, that's something James wants; there's no saying that Sparrow does as well. Something absurdly like jealously prickles within him at that thought, and he thinks vaguely that Elizabeth had better not be the reason Sparrow's compass pointed toward Port Royal.
That, however, they would doubtless figure out in time. For the moment, James meets Sparrow's eyes with a sardonic quirk of the mouth, a hint of flirtatiousness.
'I thought as much,' he murmurs. Panic from Sparrow will do them no good in finding a heading, and he thinks perhaps to calm him, ease him back onto ground with which he is slightly more familiar. Why he should want to he isn't entirely sure; after all, it's amusing to see Jack running scared, but he does regardless, and he reaches out slowly to push the compass down. Out of sight, out of mind. Or at least partially.
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His eyes flick up to Sparrow's as the pirate slams the compass shut, looking spooked. Yes, yes Jack is as thrown off by what the compass has shown as James is- moreso, he'd imagine. But what in blazes could he want in Port Royal? Commodore Norrington, of course, is no longer there, but the entire contingent of his Naval command is, all of whom have doubtless been informed that Jack Sparrow has kidnapped him. Elizabeth is back in Port Royal, but she's engaged to William Turner, and in any event, that's something James wants; there's no saying that Sparrow does as well. Something absurdly like jealously prickles within him at that thought, and he thinks vaguely that Elizabeth had better not be the reason Sparrow's compass pointed toward Port Royal.
That, however, they would doubtless figure out in time. For the moment, James meets Sparrow's eyes with a sardonic quirk of the mouth, a hint of flirtatiousness.
'I thought as much,' he murmurs. Panic from Sparrow will do them no good in finding a heading, and he thinks perhaps to calm him, ease him back onto ground with which he is slightly more familiar. Why he should want to he isn't entirely sure; after all, it's amusing to see Jack running scared, but he does regardless, and he reaches out slowly to push the compass down. Out of sight, out of mind. Or at least partially.