#;;silver

You got the makings of greatness in you, but you got to take the helm and chart your own course. Stick to it, no matter the squalls!

And when the time comes you get the chance to really test the cut of your sails, and show what you're made of… well, I hope I'm there, catching some of the light coming off you that day.

Silver is soft-- but only for a handful of people. He's a fearsome pirate with his own reputation, while he's had some semblance of honor, he's not been above letting folks die or get hurt for his own ambitions.

Until he met Jim.

That boy changed him-- brought out the best in him. A side of himself that Silver was unsure he'd ever see again. Some secret, lost part of him he buried after the loss of his own family years ago. Jim needed guidance, and Silver had been tasked with teaching him.

For the sake of his goals and ambitions he took that boy under his wing, playing the part of the ship's cook taking charge of the cabin boy. Then he got to know the kid-- see him for who he was. Stubborn to a fault but with a heart of gold.

Silver saw so much of himself in Jim-- so much of the future he'd hoped to see with his own pup-- it changed him for the better.

"On Qualar II there lived a maid. Mark well what I say. On Qualar II their lived a maid, and she was mistress of her trade. I'll go no more a-rovin' with you fair maid."

Santa he was not. But he also couldn't really be himself, as he was currently a fugitive. So there he was, dressed in red and white. sneaking his way into the ol Benbow.

This was worth the risk. Surely-- for the sake of the holiday, if he were caught he'd be let off! He hadn't commandeered a ship in ages! Practically on the straight and narrow, he was.

"What's this sinday thing? Does it mean I get to murder someone for free or somethin?"

Barely holding in laughter. "Nae it's-- hold on." He leans in and whispers in Hades' ear.