Somehow when she said booty and fleecing it sounded different to Jax. First mate doctor lady Beauchamp had a voice that lapped at his ears like the waves along side. Lurling and easy, rhythmic and fresh, Jax wondered how she had ever managed to be the sharp edged crew master she was with that sweet soothing tone. But then he had heard her yell commands. This must be her off the ship doctor tone. It was that sound that made him smile a genuine rise of his lips and his legs to march. March he did bringing his knees up with a salute to add to his joke. “MIght be they add the master to somethin’ because you play master at others.” He shook his head knowing she might not like his dig so he added quickly. “Not a bad thing to be judged as a master. Might make your seat at that table more…” He let his face show his enjoyment as he paused, then added on, “mysterious. Nothin’ like holding cards with a player who is unconventional.” He marched to the door and opened it because he just could not resist. Something in the back of his head was screaming that he best be careful how far he pushed this if he wanted to keep his spot with his new love Dusk Skate. Thing is he was enjoying that edge, that fine line, and he meant to find it, and walk it. Could be he just wanted to listen to those melodious sounds. “I will be honest here and say,” He stood at the door and glanced to his hand. “I am usually not so keen on the whole fix me up idea. I take care and heal fine. But if you could just snap this bone back in place. I am thinking I might not have the mobility to do so on my own.” He looked out into the night, from the light of the battle worn Inn to the crisp cool night air. “I need my hand, the feel of it. To move her right, to guide her.” There was a softer longing in the sudden change of his voice. Jax snapped out of it quick enough and looked back to Nicki, “After I sit and play good lad for Lady Doctor Beauchamp, then follow orders to some minic bird place to finish off this night, I want to hear you say my name. Just once. Call me Jax. Then when I do manage to take any of your…” He smiled, “booty tell me I can say a name other than First Mate or Doc or Beauchamp.” He didn’t wait long not needing her answer right there right now. In fact he was sure he could enjoy the night stroll back to his ship, yes she was his as much as anyones in Jax’s mind, almost more if the Doctor didn’t grace him with an answer to anything. Well, he would miss those soft waves that tickled his ears and shivered his spine. But he now knew they were there and that made Jax smile.