The man looks like he's going to speak before he turns and gawks at Isabela for a moment.
"Sir! It's her! The wanted one!"
Suddenly, he lets out a loud guffaw.
"Well bless me Binacles! It is!"
He clears his throat.
"I'm afraid you folks're going to have to come with us. Send one of your people down to steer and I want you to follow. No quick movements, we'll move in formation with you at the center, if you try anything funny we'll scuttle you. The girl stays on deck where we can keep an eye on her."
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"Sir! It's her! The wanted one!"
Suddenly, he lets out a loud guffaw.
"Well bless me Binacles! It is!"
He clears his throat.
"I'm afraid you folks're going to have to come with us. Send one of your people down to steer and I want you to follow. No quick movements, we'll move in formation with you at the center, if you try anything funny we'll scuttle you. The girl stays on deck where we can keep an eye on her."